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From The Desk Of Cowboy Junkies: Dogs

When Margo Timmins strolled up to the microphone in her low-cut black cocktail dress, wrapped in a scarlet shawl, with a rusty shock of hair draped over one eye a la Veronica Lake, even if you’d never seen Cowboy Junkies before, there was no mistaking her star power at the Villa Montalvo’s Garden Theatre in the summer of ’09. Timmins and two of her brothers, Michael on guitar and Peter on drums, along with bassist Alan Anton, have been doing the slow boil as Cowboy Junkies since 1985. As its name implies, the Toronto-based quartet specializes in quiet, ultra-slow tunes that might sound comforting to strung-out cowpokes hunkered down around a campfire after a long day rounding up stray dogies. Cowboy Junkies will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our new Q&A with Margo.

Margo Timmins: My dogs has never insulted me, asked me to do anything I didn’t want to, shamed me, ignored me, treated me with disrespect, hurt me in any way. (Yes, I broke my ankle walking them, but it was my stupid mistake.) They have always greeted me with happiness and excitement, cared when I was upset, kept me company, kept me warm and, in return, have asked nothing from me but to be fed and walked.

2 replies on “From The Desk Of Cowboy Junkies: Dogs”

that is so so true!! dogs and animals from all walks are the greatest ever!! if i had a huge amount of land i would probably have 10 dogs really!! thats great margo thanks for the post!! sometimes ya like your dogs a hell of a lot more than people!! ha ha viscardi

Hi Margo,
I have a German Shepherd. She’s going to be 11 in November. Let em tell you something. If it wasn’t for my sweet girl, I’d have no sanity left whatsoever. When a person exhibits a pro-dog attitude such as yourself, it proves one thing. You have a real live genuine heart inside of you that is beating. It beats the tons of heartless robots I run into so much nowadays. Keep that heart of yours ticking and, for goodness sake, don’t break your ankle anymore, o.k.?

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