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This picture was taken by a friend of mine, the son of the great Boris Strugatsky (of sci-fi's Strugatsky Brothers).  It's not a reflection in the mirror.  It's his current cat, named Kalyam, captured at the moment of establishing a mysterious connection across time through the picture of one of his cats of decades earlier.  All his sequential cats were always named Kalyam, after his father's sequential cats who were also always named Kalyam, including the cat of the main protagonist of "One Billion Years to the End of the World," Strugatskys' 1970s novel.  The word itself is mysterious, apparently of Turkic origins and several historical connotations, one having to do with a writing implement used at the times of Genghis Khan, another one, with something small that is part of something big.       

 

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Found and lost a dog today.  In that order.

 

My son picked up in the street and brought in a tiny fluffy white thing with big ears, big intelligent eyes, a fragile physique and a calm, composed demeanor.  Not shy, not scared, not clingy.  Silent, friendly and very polite.  It was less than half the size of an average cat and looked like a miniature cross between a little lamb and Falkor from The Never-Ending Story.  The dog approached my son in an empty street and explained, with eye contact and body language, that it was lost.  Not panicking or anything, just looking in the eye, then indicating with body language that the street was empty, no owner in sight, could you please assist me, sir.   

 

It had a collar with a tag.  The tag said "Santa Monica" -- which is 115 miles away from where the encounter took place.  There was a phone number too, so we called that number, an answering machine said we'd reached animal rescue service of Santa Monica police department.  The dog was so tiny that to imagine it escaped from the cops and used its four little legs to walk 115 miles seemed like a stretch.  It would take it 115 years.  Several attempts to get anyone to return our calls to that number failed, so we started planning on keeping the dog.

 

I know nothing about tiny dogs.  If I hang out with other people's dogs, I favor big ones, I have an idea of what to expect of them, I know how to play with them, what they like to eat but shouldn't, what their level of intelligence is, what mood, and so on.  But a tiny dog is something I don't understand.  I mean, if you're into dogs, get a dog, and if you're into something that can fit in your purse, get a cat.  Why overcomplicate things.  So, I never thought of taking in a tiny dog, ever.  And yet, within an hour of that Falkor-lamb hybrid appearing in my life, I decided that if all else fails, I'll give it a home.  I fed it a bit of a hot dog and gave it some water -- both were accepted politely, with no sign of starvation or thirst, just well-behaved acceptance of my hospitality.  Then the dog asked permission to sit on my lap.  Permission granted, it did.  I stroked it and it seemed quite relaxed and comfortable but didn't purr.  If it was a cat I would be worried -- why, what am I doing wrong, why are you sitting on my lap being stroked and yet refusing to purr?  Oh...  Right.  You're a dog.  A purrless animal.    

 

The next attempt to call Santa Monica finally produced a person on the other end, who then identified the dog and the owner and the fact that the owner was visiting family in San Diego.  So the dog didn't walk 115 miles after all.  It took a car ride before getting lost.  So we called the owner and the brief episode of my being in possession of a tiny dog ended with their happy reunion.     

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sounded like a mature little doggie...I've noticed cats usually have one acting personality while some dogs can range all over the place so to speak, as in happy to sad, friendly to not so friendly, etc..  

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He had to travel far but he finally found his lost cat.  

 

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