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Social Media and the Animal Kingdom

I’m putting the finishing touches on Monday’s lecture notes when the dog comes into the library, looking concerned. “Shouldn’t I be doing something to promote the book?” she asks. “Since it won’t be out for another nine months, I don’t think it’s that urgent.” “But aren’t there more Internetty things I could be doing?” “Well,…

Everyone’s Best “Friend”

“OK, here’s your profile.”” “You used the good picture of me, right?” “Of course. Look here.” “Oooh. I like that one. I look regal.” “Yeah, I guess. So what do you want to add?” “What do you mean?” “Well, you can add applications, and become a fan of various things. Here, I’ll make you a…

The Queen on Facebook

The book is now starting through the production process, and people at Scribner are thinking about publicity. I got email asking whether I could set up a Facebook page for Emmy as a promotion. I’m not sure whether that meant a fan page for the dog, or a Facebook profile for her, as if she…

Control Your Pets!

While I realize that you find your eighty-pound Labrador Retriever utterly charming, there are, in fact, other people and dogs who are not enthusiastic about having him galumphing over to try to jump on us. Hard to believe, I know, but it’s true. For this reason, you should have your dog on a leash when…

The Law of Burger Attraction

I’m sitting at the dining room table eating lunch, when I get the feeling of being watched. I look around, and see the dog across the room, curled up on her pillows staring at me. She’s quietly chanting to herself “I get stuff. I get stuff. I get stuff.” “You’re not trying that hypnosis thing…

Meet the Babies

From this weekend’s visit home, a picture of my father and me, with our respective babies: You recognize SteelyKid, I hope. The fuzzy yellow guy is Bodie, my parents’ new Labrador Retriever puppy. Bodie is one day older than SteelyKid, and true to his Labrador breeding, he’s a born experimentalist, running around the house giving…

The Kibble Bubble

A Colbert Report re-run about the financial crisis has just ended, so I turn the tv off, grab my jacket and the leash, and head out for a walk with the dog. She’s oddly pensive as we head up the street. After a little while, she stops and asks, “What was that all about?” “All…

Meet the Empress

The dog sniffs gently at the baby in my lap. “So, what the heck is this?” “This is SteelyKid. Be nice to her.” “But, I mean, what is it? It’s not a bunny, is it?” She sniffs some more, just to be sure. “What do you mean? Of course she’s not a bunny. She doesn’t…

“The Internet is silly!” I turn around from the computer. “Yes it is,” I say to the dog, “But what, specifically, makes you say that?” “All these posts about physics theories. Comparing them to women and men and stupid wizards, and relationships. It’s silly.” “Yes, well, it does seem to be the diversion of the…

A Dog’s Life

It was a lovely afternoon at Chateau Steelypips. I sat in the back yard reading a biography of Ernest Rutherford (about which more tomorrow), while Emmy guarded against intrusions of various sorts: squirrels, inferior dogs out for walks, the next-door neighbors’ kids. There comes a time, though, when no matter how nice it may be…