Friday, September 14, 2007

My New Love Interest



This is my new bike (long and not very interesting story, about switching back and forth until today) and I am vastly in love...!! I can just see Maudie and me cruising together with this one...up & down the hills yippee...!!

Its a Specialized Globe...with internal gears (8). Old technology made anew.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Alex the Parrot

A lovely tribute to the complexity of both Alex himself, and our relationships with animals.

Editorial Notebook New York Times
Alex the Parrot
By VERLYN KLINKENBORG
Published: September 12, 2007
Thinking about animals — and especially thinking about whether animals can think — is like looking at the world through a two-way mirror. There, for example, on the other side of the mirror, is Alex, the famous African Grey parrot who died unexpectedly last week at the age of 31. But looking at Alex, who mastered a surprising vocabulary of words and concepts, the question is always how much of our own reflection we see. What you make of Dr. Irene Pepperberg’s work with Alex depends on whether you think Alex’s cognitive presence was real or merely imitative.

A truly dispassionate observer might argue that most Grey parrots could probably learn what Alex had learned, but only a microscopic minority of humans could have learned what Alex had to teach. Most humans are not truly dispassionate observers. We’re too invested in the idea of our superiority to understand what an inferior quality it really is. I always wonder how the experiments would go if they were reversed — if, instead of us trying to teach Alex how to use the English language, Alex were to try teaching us to understand the world as it appears to parrots.

These are bottomless questions, of course. For us, language is everything because we know ourselves in it. Alex’s final words were: “I love you.”

There is no doubt that Alex had a keen awareness of the situations in which that sentence is appropriate — that is, at the end of a message at the end of the day. But to say whether Alex loved the human who taught him, we’d have to know if he had a separate conceptual grasp of what love is, which is different from understanding the context in which the word occurs. By any performative standard — knowing how to use the word properly — Alex loved Dr. Pepperberg.

Beyond that, only our intuitions, our sense of who that bird might really be, are useful. And in some ways this is also a judgment we make about loving each other.

To wonder what Alex recognized when he recognized words is also to wonder what humans recognize when we recognize words. It was indeed surprising to realize how quickly Alex could take in words and concepts.

Scientifically speaking, the value of this research lies in its specific details about patterns of learning and cognition. Ethically speaking, the value lies in our surprise, our renewed awareness of how little we allow ourselves to expect from the animals around us. VERLYN KLINKENBORG
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Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Alex the Grey RIP ;-(

Today marks the passing of many souls and I add Alex, the wonderful African Grey to my list of goodbyes...

Famous parrot with big bird brain — and gift of gab — dies

Alex, an African Grey parrot with a knack for the English language, has died at age 31, apparently of natural causes.

The subject of a landmark study on bird intelligence, Alex had a vocabulary of more than 100 words, the New York Times writes in its obituary.

According to his Web perch (where there's a picture of Alex with his handler) he also could "identify 50 different objects, 7 colors, 5 shapes, quantities up to and including 6 and a zero-like concept." Research by Irene Pepperberg at Brandeis University was said to have "shattered the generally held notion that parrots are only capable of mindless vocal mimicry."

Her work showed that Alex had "the emotional equivalent of a 2 year-old child and intellectual equivalent of a 5 year-old."
Posted by Michael Winter at 07:51 PM/ET, September 10, 2007 in Animals/Pets | Permalink

Spinning Wheels


I’ve been hijacked on the bicycle caper and all my attention has focused on getting the right bike, the right seat, making sure I have the right SIZE, studying bike fit…wonder think type etc.

Its been so much fun cruising around that the whole idea of biking became really appealing, and I ended up going back to the shop and switching out my first pokey choice…or rather giving myself a decision to make between 2 bikes. The bike I like best needs tweaking to keep it from “mashing” me. I just ordered a new saddle to try out…

The bicycle I originally got for roadwork is comfortable, but for cruising this neighborhood in my current shape. 21 speeds on a lighter bike is easier than 7 on a heavier bike… And even though it is anatomically well suited, it’s not as fun. I like it, but I REALLY like the other…

I have to remember that I’m a casual rider who wants to roll alongside my dog….maybe do a bike path or 2 …and not a extreme biker….It’s kind of fun to try that hat on…but I want to return to earth now and get back out on the streets! Turn my attention back to getting ready to do road work correctly and safely.

I THINK I'm going to take the Pure back this afternoon....

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

early september....

...finally!!... crickets fill the dark with sound...i have been waiting for them since early august...

Road Work


I was walking by the window Sunday and glanced out to see a neighbor coasting down the street on her bike with her somewhat overweight..actually "thickened" better describes him...Chesapeake Bay Retriever trotting alongside. .....Ding! .....of COURSE!!...road work could be just the ticket.

I never feel like I can give Maudie enough of a workout. When we walk she paces alongside to keep pace with my fastest "natural" walk, and I just don't cover enough miles to make up for the ease of that exercise for her. I can get her to fly across the yard a few times, but it's a kind of steady clean aerobic stretch that she needs. I even considered having her pull something heavy along with us...

But being able to spend 30 minutes on a bike going just fast enough for her break out of that plod and into a trot would be great...

So...my latest research project has been bicycles, leash attachments...and of course, baskets in which a papillon or two can come along for the ride...

I think I found the bike I want and can afford; it's the color of french vanilla with a tan leather seat and hand grips, 7 speed, upright, forward pedal...I may go pay for it tomorrow after Flynnie and I get back from Vancouver where she has a chiropractic in the morning...

I had tons of fun test driving a few cruisers and that was one I really liked...

Lineage


Pedigree Generator (4 generations)
Browsing on sitstay.com for a leash attachment for a bicycle, I came across this pedigree generator. Just fill in the blanks and it will give you a formatted four gen pedigree. This can be especially handy for email…when my friends and I have talked about pedigrees, we have written tabbed lists that never quite work…

I’m reading Kristina Marshall’s book, Forever Friends: the Dogs of Sunnybank, and in the back she has a section of pedigrees that trace back to the Sunnybank collies through especially ubiquitous producers…most are Sires of Merit who produced in their offspring many successful dogs (thus they were used a lot).

Maudie goes back through quite a few dogs on both sides: Marnus Golden Ruler, Tartanside Heir Apparent, Gambit’s Freeze Frame. It’s pretty exciting to be able to follow that line so clearly. And her enormous charm and gravity seems very in line with those icons of colliedom immortalized by Albert Payson Terhune. ….

It’s another place where the legend acquires bones and walks….

Saturday, September 1, 2007

Vick Protest

Ore. boy's Vick protest becomes Web sensation

Saturday, September 1, 2007
By DAVID KROUGH, kgw.com Staff

ALBANY, Ore. -- A young football fan from Albany got his dog an expensive chew toy -- and became in Internet viral video sensation all while working for a good cause.
After the Atlanta Falcons quarterback Michael Vick pleaded guilty to dogfighting, 13-year-old Tyler Reab decided he no longer wanted his football autographed by the NFL star.
But first, he decided to make the most out of the situation. Tyler got the football for Christmas in 2005.
The video of 1-year-old Otis chomping on the ball quickly became a hit on YouTube. Otis appears to have a grand time tearing the stitching off the ball and deflating it.
As of Friday, the ball had a bid of $650. And proceeds from the sale were being split between the Oregon Humane Society and a non-profit run by Tyler’s uncle. The Hope for Kids Foundation, run by Jason Cripe promotes after school programs for kids in Oregon.
“It was Tyle’rs decision to help us and keep this money raised from the football right here in Oregon,” Cripe said.