I walked upon a shoreline path this November morn, and came upon dog shit in several places.

As the song goes, “Come on clean up your shit”.

Which song? I hear you ask.

Oh, only one of my favourite compositions, The Catahoula Leopard Dog.

It’s a favourite for several reasons. I like the unusual title. I like the connection to people whom I had never met before who came from the USA to play a Homesong in my house. One of them had just such a breed of dog, which I later discovered, heralds from the state of Louisiana. I like the fact that I later wrote a completely unrelated song, with a woman I had never met, who came from Louisiana. I like the song itself and the way I’ve got a mysterious dream song, with a message about environmental pollution, out of such unlikely source material. There’s certain amount of songwritery pride in the creation.

All those reasons. In my imagination, I picture playing this song in a bar in New Orleans, with a cool local band backing me. It might happen one day. It might not.

The possibilities in dreams are endless. Sometimes it can even occur that strange foreign creatures make an appearance in them….you just never know.