Three coinciding incidents led directly to the publication of Flock of Dogs. I was perusing my first volume of poetry when I realized that not a one of my historical poems had been included. My Aunt Mary in California passed away on the morning after her 95 birthday. I was led on an incredible photographic journey into Mexico. Thus, with an introspective mind, through kaleidoscopic eyes, moving along my Spirit-guided path, and from the mouth of my Grandaughter Gwendolyn, comes this continuance of my life and times. May these poems jar a few memories, elicit chuckles, bring pause, and above all entertain.