He was a handsome Lab, a good specimen of the breed. Consequently, quite a few people wished to take his picture, including the Captain of Rodônia’s main highway rescue team and a vet in Las Vegas, NM, while many others spontaneously shared compliments, such as “Purdy Dawg!” mostly along Blue Ridge Parkway stops. Zeno attracted attention.
For this and other reasons, he was a great travel companion, an ice-breaker who sparked many a conversation. I brought Zeno nearly everywhere, and he was almost always welcome.
But the attraction wasn’t only to his good looks, it was to his innate joy and playfulness. He liked to show off. At more than one public reading of my books, he stole the show with laughter rippling from the audience.
He was always game for adventure. Besides the 96,000+ miles of roadtrips together, we went on numerous bike rides and several hundred 4 hour hikes in Brazilian serras – without mishap.
Zeno got me out on regular morning and afternoon walks in all weather with my old Nikon FM. A decade of such walks in our colonial town in the interior of Brazil led to a B&W photo exhibition at the local Cultural Center. A similar exhibition of images from our many Serra hikes is in the process of being set up.
Zeno was my travel companion, faithful friend, and muse. He will be missed. [please hover over images for captions]
In case you missed them, here are several album/posts on Zeno’s heroic adventures in both the U.S. and Brazil that fill out his remarkable life and story: [if album does not appear at first, refesh page until it does]