Author Archives: Dave Oney

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About Dave Oney

Dave Oney was born mid last century in Middlebury, Vermont. He received his BS in Chemistry and worked as a polymer chemist in Massachusetts and New Jersey. He became a microscopist (someone who studies little bitty things using a microscope) and photomicrographer (someone who photographs little bitty things) before settling into a 35-year career in technical sales of scientific imaging equipment (the science of digitally recording itty bitty things, sending the image to a computer for analysis.) He designed and created a number of products contributing to this field. He is (was) proficient in several computer languages and is currently working on mastering English. After making a few more paradigm shift career changes Dave and his wife, Fran, retired and moved closer to their children and granddaughters and now live in the foothills of the Sierra Nevadas.

Rosie, We Are Home!

Posted on April 29, 2018 by Dave Oney

Fran texted Jen when we were in Loomis to let her know we were five minutes away. We turned right, just past the Snoopy mailbox and drove up the dirt driveway continuing the big right turn, up and around the … Continue reading →

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Nosy Rosie

Posted on April 29, 2018 by Dave Oney

Following our normal morning pee and poop routine I walked Rosie around 5:45 am last Tuesday. As usual, she was a good girl, marking all her normal lawns and pooping on her favorite. Rosie likes to strafe poop, spreading the … Continue reading →

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Rosie at the Lazy Dog Bar

Posted on April 28, 2018 by Dave Oney

The steps leading to the entrance of the Lazy Dog Restaurant and Bar were sandstone tan and edged with dark brown, no doubt painted to help patrons better see each step and not trip. Too bad the architect thought adding … Continue reading →

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Rosie and the Bitch

Posted on April 23, 2018 by Dave Oney

Just before dawn, the sun still hidden behind the trees, hills and homes to the east, and the sky paling to light blue, orange and white. The crescent moon and one star, actually it was probably the planet Venus, were … Continue reading →

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Run Rosie Run

Posted on April 1, 2018 by Dave Oney

“Dad! DAD! Can we go outside now? Please!” “OK, Rosie. Let me get my raincoat.” “Oh no! Is the sky crying again, Dad?” “Not yet, but it looks like it will be soon. This is a perfect time to go … Continue reading →

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A Lucky Dog

Posted on December 23, 2017 by Dave Oney

“Dad!” “Dad!” “Don’t leave me here, Dad! I’ll be good! Please!!” “We’ll be back next week, Rosie,” I said, rubbing her head one last time. “Have fun with the other dogs.” Fran and I were dropping Rosie off at her … Continue reading →

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Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Posted on December 18, 2017 by Dave Oney

He raised his gaze from the street, three stories below, where shopkeepers, neighbors and friends scurried, rushed, and ran, carrying their possessions, children, or anything of value that they could lift. Looking up, below the eaves just above his head, … Continue reading →

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Wisdom

Posted on December 4, 2017 by Dave Oney

The few wispy clouds reflect pale orange as the sun lay just below horizon. The sky over the city was gray and the buildings, still black silhouettes, were scattered with yellow lantern-brightened windows. Fine silks drape him from the waist … Continue reading →

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Warm Fire

Posted on November 23, 2017 by Dave Oney

It’s warm in front of the fire. The rug is soft, so soft. I am glad they bought that thicker rug pad. In a few minutes the blower will come on, then… pure heaven! You know, I could pull my … Continue reading →

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What A Good Poopy Dog

Posted on November 20, 2017 by Dave Oney

I just finished adding the bread ingredients to my larger mixer. (Fran bought me a 7-quart KitchenAid mixer last summer as my little one was tired from heavy use.) Before I could attach the dough-hook and start the initial mixing, … Continue reading →

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