Re-cur—Get another dog again?

I fell in love with basset hounds when I was in the ninth grade. Waiting outside for the school doors to open, my best friend and I noticed a droopy dog across the street. We became smitten and named it “Harold.” We made up a song about basset hounds to the tune of “Jesus Loves the Little Children”:

Jesus loves the little bassets

All the bassets of the world.

Their long ears and their big feet,

Golly gee, they’re really neat!

Jesus loves the little bassets of the world.

Soon, we noticed “Harold” surrounded by a litter of puppies, so we renamed her “Haroldine.”

My mother was strenuously anti-pet, so I did not adopt my first basset, Noble, until I left home. That basset was stolen from my yard one night. Years later, I adopted my second basset, Beaumont, while in graduate school in Carbondale, Illinois. Beaumont’s story is a sad one which I will leave untold.

When I got a job teaching college in Poultney, Vermont, I adopted Herself the Elf, my soul-mate basset. I spent many happy basset years with Elf. As she grew into a senior basset, I adopted Hermia. Hermia grew, Elf crossed the Rainbow Bridge, and finally Hermia crossed the Rainbow Bridge, as well, in 2007.

Occasionally, people ask me if I am going to get another dog, and I wonder if I get another dog if I will “re-cur,“ once again playing around with prefixes, as I enjoy doing. However, since I am a devoted basset lover, if I get another hound, I will not be “re-curring,” as the “American Heritage Dictionary” defines a cur as “A dog considered to be inferior or undesirable; a mongrel.”

However, the word “recur” as defined in the dictionary basically means a repetition or returning to something. So if I were to get another basset, I would be recurring in a way, returning to being owned by a basset or repeating the experience of living and loving a basset. But as for now, in exploring retirement I have chosen to remain empty-nested of bassets.

Hallux--you have two! Where are they?

When I was in elementary school I rode the bus to school. Our block had many elementary-aged kids living on it, so we spent a lot of time together on the bus and on the street. The younger of us learned many lessons from the older—lessons in life and school-types of lessons. In fact, I did not learn the word “epidermis” in science class; I learned it on the bus from the older kids.

Their teaching method, however, was not one I would recommend. One afternoon on the way home, the older kids taunted us younger ones with “Your epidermis is showing.” We wriggled and pulled on clothing, to no avail. Embarrassed, we made every adjustment we could possibly think of to our book bags and anything else in reach. Finally, as the bus neared our stop, they relented and told us our skin was showing. When it came time to learn about the word “epidermis” in science class, the kids on our block had a rueful advantage.

Recently, I learned another arcane term relating to body parts, this time not from neighborhood bullies but from a crossword puzzle. The clue was “hallux,” and I got the answer by getting enough letters from other clues to verify the word in the dictionary. Instead of manipulating your possible ignorance of the word, like the bullies on the bus, I have written a riddle to see if you can guess the meaning:

I am essential to maintaining your balance. I also provide a canvas for art. To children, I am known for going to market. What am I?

Here are the answers to the clues: I am essential to maintaining your balance. (Think of the digits of a foot.) I also provide a canvas for art. (Think of a cosmetic treatment of the feet and toenails.) To children, I am known for going to market. (Think of “piggies” in a nursery rhyme.) If you have not guessed by now, the “American Heritage Dictionary” on-line provides the answer: hallux: “the innermost or first digit on the hind foot of certain mammals. The human hallux is commonly called the big toe.” When I get a pedicure, I have a design painted on the nail of my halluces. Here’s hoping you do not stub your hallux!

NOTE 1: Frequently, nursery rhymes have hidden meanings which tell stories, such as of the plague or of political abuses. “This Little Piggy” is one of the few that exists simply to entertain children!

NOTE 2: I also learned a second vocabulary word on the school bus, this one from the bus driver—reprieve. We had been acting up and the driver threatened to report us to the school principal. The next day, she informed us she had granted us a “reprieve.” We learned a new word. We must have learned to behave better, too, because I do not remember the driver having to threaten us with unknown vocabulary words again.

Shoegazing

Like many women, I love shoes! My husband finds it amusing when I pack a suitcase full of shoes for travel along with a toothbrush and change of clean underwear. On the street or in the mall, if he sees a shoe store nearby, he tries to steer me away from it. Actually, I am very good about window shopping but not buying. I gaze at unique shoes with zippers, unusually colored shoes, shoes with fun heels, saddle oxfords, huaraches. At home, I secretly surf the web for purple boots or red suede walking shoes. Rarely do I buy, but I also have to admit that I have a small foot, so these days finding shoes in my size proves quite challenging. So I look and long.

Imagine my surprise recently when I came across the word “shoegazing” while looking up another word in the dictionary. (I was even more surprised that my picture was not next to the word.) I have heard of stargazing, but shoegazing? As it turns out, the action of shoegazing does involve looking at one’s feet, but in a specific context. The “American Heritage Dictionary” on-line defines shoegazing as “a genre of popular music characterized by droning, electronically modified sounds, typically performed and listened to motionlessly with the eyes cast downward in introspection and often under the influence of psychoactive substances.”

Never having heard of this activity, I immediately completed a Google search. I found two helpful articles, “Shoegaze: a beginner’s guide,” and “Where to start with this enigmatic music known as shoegaze.” Evidently, shoegazing first originated in Britain in the late 1980’s and currently is undergoing a resurgence. I listened to a song or two. I found the music alluring, although I was under the influence of caffeine, if that substance qualifies as a “psychoactive substance.” As tempting as it is to become a musical shoegazer, I am going to stick with gazing at “durable covering for the human foot, made of leather or similar material with a rigid sole and heel, usually extending no higher than the ankle” in shoe stores and on web sites.