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Patricia McConnell Biography

Patricia Bean McConnell (born November 16, 1948) is an Adjunct Professor of Zoology at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, and expert in animal behavior. She has written several books, including The Other End of the Leash and For the Love of a Dog, and produced a number of pet training DVDs. In both her academic and popular writing she has focused on issues of interspecies communication. She also runs her own publishing company, McConnell Publishing.

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Prison experience puts distance between me and any person who hasn't been there, done that.

Distance, Done, Person, Prison

My friends in prison were mostly women more like myself: not historical figures who I did not relate to as peers, but hookers and addicts.

Historical, Like, Mostly, Peers, Prison

My husband regarded my prison past as a dirty secret and never asked me one single question about it. But what I had experienced and witnessed was eating at me and I needed to "tell somebody. "

Dirty, Husband, Past, Regarded, Somebody, Tell

I felt compelled to blow the whistle on the penal system, under the delusion that doing so might result in some change, or at least save a few women from the same fate. Eternally naïve, that's me.

Blow, Compelled, Delusion, Fate, Felt, Might

A crisis of confidence is so common that it should be considered a universal part of the adoption process.

Adoption, Common, Crisis, Part, Process

I was already a wreck when I went in, and prison nearly destroyed what little was left of me. I was worse when I came out than I was when I went in, and was not positively changed in any way.

Left, Littles, Positively, Way, Worse, Wrecks

I had a naïve idea that if I could tell the story, people would be outraged and do something about conditions in the jails.

Idea, Ideas, Jail, Naive, Outraged, People

The only thing I remember writing in prison is a couple of poems for an inmate magazine they did once a year.

Couple, Inmate, Magazine, Writing, Years

There's a stone I had made for Luke at the top of the hill road, where the pasture opens wide and the setting sun highlights the words carved into its face. "That'll do, Luke, that'll do. " The words are said to working dogs all over the world when the chores are done and the flock is settled: "That'll do dog, come home now, your work is done. " Luke's work is done too. He took my heart and ran with it, and he's running still, fast and strong, a piece of my heart bound up with his, forever.

Dog, Running, Strong, Work

My published works are concrete evidence that I exist.

Concrete, Evidence, Exist, Published, Works

At eighty-one, health club-lusting is as close as I'll ever come to getting laid again.

Close, Clubs, Come, Getting Laid, Health, Lust

I was addicted to amphetamines at the time I got busted, but I tend to think I was on a determined, self-destruct course that had little to do with the effect of Benzedrine.

Amphetamines, Effect, Self, Tend, Thinking

I'm actually a lowlife. On the street at fifteen and also in jail for the first time at that age, and off and on the street until my mid-twenties.

Actually, Age, Jail, Lowlife, Street, Twenties

We humans are in such a strange position—we are still animals whose behavior reflects that of our ancestors, yet we are unique—unlike any other animal on earth. Our distinctiveness separates us and makes it easy to forget where we came from. Perhaps dogs help us remember the depth of our roots, reminding us—the animals at the other end of the leash—that we may be special, but we are not alone. No wonder we call them our best friends.

Alone, Animal, Animals, Dog, Separates, Unique