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Is Rex a Dog?
Is Rex a Dog?
Is Rex a Dog?
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Is Rex a Dog?

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I've been asked if Rex a metaphor for the author. Rex isn’t a metaphor! Rex is a dog. Dogs are simple. Many women think men are simple. Rex is anything but simple, however -- the "ex" in Rex is complex.

Rex’s stories are metaphors for our human tendency to label each other. I see that tendency as a natural inclination to reduce complexity, to simplify people, to simplify our view of the opposite sex, but men are so much more than dogs... What you think is actually going on at first, may not be what’s really going on. ;-p

This collection of short stories about the inner workings of one man’s mind are not designed just to titillate, but to help uncover what makes men different from women, and why women find male confidence alluring. Society is better for all of us when we understand each other’s natures better and can laugh at our differences. Woof!

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Release dateDec 1, 2018
ISBN9780463923948
Is Rex a Dog?
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Kevin J Lenard

I’ve been called a hopeless romantic and (upon occasion) a dog, which was the inspiration for my "Is Rex a Dog?" book of short stories in which Rex and his alter-ego navigate the treacherous waters of life and the mysteries of the fairer sex by relying on each other's instincts when the timing's right. WOOF! I have lived here and there, from the Middle East, Eastern Europe, to Australia, Hong Kong and Mexico. I've circled the globe a few times, spending 2 years hitching around the world with my first wife after university. I spent my career working for international ad agencies, primarily as a specialist in marketing strategy, but interspersed that pursuit with entrepreneurial adventures, from running a speakeasy, to a pre-internet entertainment booking service, to an ad agency on the beach in Cancun, to marketing consulting and public speaking, to running my own landscaping and home renovation firm. My interests are eclectic, my thinking diverse and my politics dead center. My writing reflects my varied pursuits with hundreds of thousands of words in several blogs, one focused on the future of marketing, another on insights into human nature. I've spent the past decade doing far too little with my healthy IQ and I'm trying to do a better job as of 2018 of leveraging my passions, applying my experience in marketing to my own brand. Let's see where the effort takes me...

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    Is Rex a Dog? - Kevin J Lenard

    Is Rex a Dog?

    Copyright: Kevin J. Lenard, 2018

    All rights reserved.

    Content and intellectual property (concepts) may not be used, copied, forwarded, published, or re-posted online without full attribution, back-links and/or written permission from and/or contractual agreements with the author.

    Table of Contents

    Acknowledgements

    Prologue – Rex’s Alter Ego Writes…

    Chapter One – Rex Likes Poodles

    Chapter Two – Rex Awakes

    Chapter Three – Rex Does What He Does

    Chapter Four – Something in the Air

    Chapter Five – Rex to the Rescue!

    Chapter Six – Alpha Dogs and Pomeranians

    Chapter Seven – Rex Backs Off

    Chapter Eight – Rex Quits Dogging It

    Chapter Nine – Life's a Rex! (NOT...)

    Chapter Ten – Cave Dog

    Chapter Eleven – Rex's Human Rights

    Chapter Twelve – Rexless in Seattle

    Chapter Thirteen – Rex Meets Regina

    Chapter Fourteen – Rex in Reserve

    About the Author – Follow/Contact

    Acknowledgements

    My eternal thanks to my several muses and all the cherished experiences I’ve had with the ‘fairer sex’: the American Foxhound, the Maltese, the Golden Retriever, the ‘Wife I Haven’t Met Yet’ (…Hadn’t…), and the other wonderful women, some real, some imagined, in Rex’s stories. (Plus a nod to the men who provided Rex and his human with the foils that make life interesting.)

    Rex’s Alter Ego Writes...

    I've been asked if Rex a metaphor for the author.

    Rex isn’t a metaphor! Rex is a dog.

    Dogs are simple. Many women think men are simple.

    Rex is anything but simple, however -- the ex in Rex is complex.

    Rex’s stories are metaphors for our human tendency to label each other. I see that tendency as a natural inclination to reduce complexity, to simplify people, to simplify our view of the opposite sex, but men are so much more than dogs...

    What you think is actually going on at first, may not be what’s really going on. ;-p

    A 2018 Caveat in Acknowledgement of the #MeToo ‘Movement’:

    These stories began at a time when feminism had yet to morph into rampant ‘political correctness’ and ‘sensitivity training’ had yet to spark the need for the office doors of male bosses to be left open when a female employee was inside. Yet the nature of sexual attraction between consenting adults will never fundamentally change – it has evolved over millions of years and our most recent seven thousand years of living in permanent settlements will never re-wire our brains.

    Our differing instincts will always be what they are, and women will forever be most attracted to men who are confident and understand what pleases ‘the fairer sex’ most. Men will always find women who appear to be most capable of producing healthy children most appealing. These are not ‘cultural byproducts,’ they are genetic hard wiring and part of the reason for our species’ runaway ‘success.’

    This collection of stories about the inner workings of one man’s mind are not designed just to titillate, but to help uncover what makes men different from women, and why women find male confidence alluring. Society is better for all of us when we understand each other’s natures better and can laugh at our differences. Woof!

    Rex Likes Poodles

    Tapping into what he was thinking as he sat out beside the sidewalk staring intently at a passing poodle’s wagging hindquarters, scratching absently behind one ear, most people would say Rex was just a dog. Most people would be misreading him. Rex was more than met the eye.

    The poodle turned the corner and left little for him to remember her by other than strong whiff of some expensive shampoo. She left his brain. Rex tended to live in the moment, even while his brain was planning for the future. He yawned, languorously, got up and stretched, drawing out the moment while waiting for an impulse to strike him. 

    Other dogs fretted over where the next meal was going to come from, which female in the neighbourhood was in heat (and which ones they might stand a chance with), whether or not they were going to get in trouble for making a mess of the living room. Rex wondered whether or not, if you told a female you thought she smelled like warm honey, she'd let you have your evil way with her faster than if you told her you thought she was pretty. 

    Rex was bored and thinking, as he often did, about why humans did what they did. Such a fascinating species: Homo sapiens. So complicated versus Canis lupus familaris, the domestic dog.

    Satisfying a sudden itch Rex rubbed the right side of his nose vigorously with the back of his right forepaw. A few bulldogs waddled by, several cougars slinking, a couple of saber-toothed tigers, many of them casting him a sidelong glance, a tentative sniff in his direction, but there were no poodles in sight.

    He pulled out his phone, looked at a couple of messages and put it back in his shirt pocket. His jeans were pushing his ‘package’ to one side and he shoved his hands in his pockets to rearrange things as surreptitiously as he could while leaning against a wall on a busy street in the city's bustling business district.

    Another poodle approached from up the street, her teased-out mane framing an attractive, though not striking, muzzle. Her snout was a bit long for her face, he mused. She looked at him as he started his assessment down at her clacking heels and worked his way up the A-line skirt, the ringless left hand, narrow waist, smallish B-cups and long neck, sipping her like a iced cocktail in a tall glass. She rewarded his attention with a frigid glare.

    Rex smiled wryly, tipped his head and, as she came within range, said, If that hem was an inch shorter, I’d have asked you out. Her face went blank; the lipsticked lips parted slightly, her eyes shifted ahead then came back to his as

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