The 2 Traveling Dogs New Book Club

If you like reading and you love dogs, join us in our new endeavor!  The 2 Traveling Dogs Book Club!

Our book club will be headed by author of The Endless Path, Laurie Duperier.


“Books have had a big impact on me in my life. They introduce me to new ideas and ways of thinking about things. I hope that through the book club we can explore topics that relate to our dogs and dogs in general, and share our experiences and points of view. We can learn a lot from each other and help each other even when we have different beliefs.”

Laurie talks about her first book selection.

“For Saving Parker in particular, Gunny and I chose it because it deals with abuse, reluctance to report it, the challenges of kill shelters, and the importance of fostering. All subjects near and dear to the hearts of 2 Traveling Dogs fans, and each presents an opportunity to learn from each other and the experts we will seek to include in our discussion.”

How can you take part in our book club?  Simply request to join the 2 Traveling Dogs Fans Group page!  Laurie will head the discussion via that page.

Upcoming, scheduled selections also include:

Dr. Judy Morgan’s Yin & Yang 

Hogan’s Hope: A Deaf Hero’S Inspirational Quest for Love and Acceptance
by Connie Bombaci

You can purchase Laurie’s first section, Saving Parker on Amazon or Kindle.  Or simply check your local library!

We hope that you enjoy this new way of connecting with other fans and dog parents!

Request to join today!


When You Don’t Speak Up, It Is Your Fault Too

We all heard the news this week.  A dog died on a United Airlines flight after a flight attendant forced the family of the puppy to put him in an overhead bin for three hours.  Despite the family’s pleas, and later, the flight attendant’s denial that she knew a dog was in the carrier, this happened. This. Really. Happened.

After reading the story and watching the news, of course I was mad like everyone else.  But what was the first thought that I had?  Where were the other passengers on that flight? Not one passenger out of over a hundred spoke up? Spoke out? Said anything?

In the day of instant news, social media updates, and instant gratification, we have an instant means of complaining.  We have a way of commenting on posts, speaking our grievances, and making our points.  Oh, it is so easy to type away in the comfort of our own homes and with our phones in hand.  But passengers? Where were you March 13, 2018?  Were you sitting on that flight?  Were you more concerned about your beverage selection than speaking up?  Were you afraid that you would have to get off of the plane?  Did you think that someone else would speak up instead? What. Happened.

It seems to me that our realities in life are being confused and so are our priorities.  I wonder how many passengers saw what was going on in that plane and imagined the status updates that they would type later about it, instead of actually speaking up and standing up for what was right.  In my opinion, many people failed that innocent dog that day.  Not just one.  And we have to learn from this.


We can’t just get mad after something happens.  We can’t all of a sudden decide that we will stand up for someone or something that we believe in after we see something go wrong, or worse, someone die.  This dog needed someone then!  He is gone now.

To be an advocate for animals, we have to not only help those in need, but prevent other animals from being in need.  We have to apply that line of thinking to our every day life as well.  Don’t make doing what is right be an after thought.  Do what is right when you need to do what is right. And that is now!  We cannot assume that someone else will help. We cannot assume that someone else will step up.  That someone is you.

-Rachael Johnson, Owner and Girl Person of 2 Traveling Dogs

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You May Be Right. I May Be Crazy.

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  If my job was any harder, I would need a raise in peanut butter cookies.  And since I am in charge of my own job pawformance reviews, I put in for that raise. And surprise, surprise, surprise.  It was approved.

This week? Well, it was pretty difficult.  I have a brother…a Deputy…that is crazy.  Beyond. Crazy.  Before I even start, Digby. Is. Arrested.


You would think that when your Deputy is trying to help you out on the job, that would be a good thing.  You would also think that said Deputy, when he is trying to get the job done fast, would be cause for adulation.

You may be right
I may be crazy
But it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for

But the Deputy, with a week of rest under his belt holding up no pants, became full of energy.  He became full of crazy.  So much so that Girl Person said that it seemed like he had aged backwards as she fell backwards into a tree stump because he was going so fast.  What was happening? If you said that was crazy, you would be right.

I have to say, I was pretty taken aback too.  And nothing takes me aback except when my reflection in the mirror gets so hard to look at because it is amazing.


But as we went down the second trail of the day yesterday evening, it became apparent that Deputy Digby had taken some type of crazy pill.  He leapt over fallen down trees with grace like a gazelle. Or me.

He would leap over the trees and then pick up alligator poop in his mouth in one swoop. Girl Person’s pleas for slowing down were met with indifference as she fell on her knees. She asked him what in the world was wrong with him?  But I just wondered.  What was right?

IMG_4977.JPGEveryone’s days are hard. Whether you go to work, or if you have families with small kids, furkids, or big kids like Memaw Macaw.  We spend so much of our day trying to fix our health, or feel better.  And instead of feeling better, we just go round and round.  Even if we do feel better, we are so tired from the trying that we can’t enjoy it. But for Deputy Digby, his days of rest and good food and listening to Memaw Macaw and Boy Person go back and forth seemed to do him some good.  He didn’t care why he felt good.  He just felt good and he was enjoying it. Even if he was making Girl Person crazy.

But usually with crazy comes laughter.  And as Girl Person took a look at herself, she wondered out loud.  What was she so upset about?  A few more bruises from trying to keep up with Deputy Digby?  Did she need to do a citizen’s arrest?

She thought about it.

It’s too late to fight
It’s too late to change me
You may be wrong for all I know
But you may be right

She decided that she would take each day of Deputy Digby feeling good, which meant being bad.  It meant trying to figure out who was louder…Memaw Macaw and Boy Person, or Digby howling.  It meant putting her hands up to her ears so that she didn’t get permanent damage when he was howling for dinner.  It meant wondering if four miles a day was long enough to walk.  But it also meant that if he felt good, we should all feel good.  Because the good days are hard to come by.  The good days are special. The good days, we will remember.  The good days…are now.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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When The Bridge Is Closed

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Have you ever had one of those days?  You know.  One of those days?

When you’re weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes, I’ll dry them all (all)
I’m on your side, oh, when times get rough
And friends just can’t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water


Granny Person used to say that “this too will past.”  But what if you can’t get past whatever it is that you are trying to get past?  What if the bridge is closed? She never mentioned about that.

When we were on our hike yesterday, we came across one of those closed bridges.  It is not often that our path gets blocked.  Even if we have to pull Girl Person down a mountain or a swampy hill or even through a creek or along an ocean sandbar, we get by.  But this bridge was part of the trail, you see.  It went over an alligator filled river.  And well, it wouldn’t have been a good idea to swim across.

IMG_4876.JPGGirl Person said we had a few choices.  First of all, we could either turn back the way we came.  Or, we could find another way to get around the closed bridge.IMG_5006.JPG

Now, I am not one to do extra work.  I am also not one to call myself late for breakfast.  And this was not part of our normal routine.  But Girl Person said that sometimes, things that make you go out of your way, or take another path to get where you are going are the best.  I tried to listen, but it was hard over my growling stomach.  However, as Sheriff Brickle always does, he noticed something up on a tree.  A tree that we would not have seen if the bridge would have been open.  Looked liked a stack of pancakes to me.


Girl Person said it was one of those things that we could look at, but not touch. And as I was looking at it…sorry.  I wanted some maple syrup.


I wondered how long this tree had been there. And then, I wondered how long the bridge had been there.  And what did people appreciate more?  The bridge that made their journey easier, or the trees that made that bridge? Seemed to me that we don’t appreciate much at all.  We just always want to do what is easier.  We always do what is convenient.  And because of that, we miss out on a lot of wonderful things.

Now, I am not saying that the bridge was unnecessary.  But I am saying that if your path gets blocked, consider the fact that maybe you should go another way to find your destination.  And maybe, it is even a new destination.  Also, if your bridge gets closed, notice the things around you when you go another way.  And maybe…just maybe….if you have to…build another bridge.  Make your own way.  Build it with things you love, appreciate and enjoy a new viewpoint.


We have learned that life’s path don’t always stay open either.  You may think you know where you are going, and then you forget, you get sidetracked like when I find an old chicken wing in the campfire.  If we wait for someone else to clear our path or build our bridge, it may never happen.  It is up to each of us to know where we want to go.  Where we want to go.  And that may be the hardest map to read of all.

Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
Oh if you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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The Story Of The Alligator Birds

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  I have lots of strong points.  I can smell something disgusting a mile away.  Or five.  I can throw myself on disgusting stuff at a moment’s notice.  But what I cannot do is worry about danger.  I have no time for that.  I. Just. Do. I. Don’t. Think.  That is not my job.

Such a feelin’s comin’ over me
There is wonder in ‘most ev’ry thing I see


So when we were hiking last night, I thought of my schedule and what I had planned.  I would smell stuff and find unmentionable stuff.  I would pull on the leash and not listen to Girl Person.  I would also stick my head in the bushes whenever I wanted to see what was in there.  But I guess I had forgot about the alligator from last week.  Sheriff Brickle had not.  The Sheriff never forgets apparently.


I was looking ahead at the trail.  Oh, trail.  What a beautiful sight when you know that your whole day is ahead of you.  Oh, the possibilities.

There is only one wish on my mind
When this day is through I hope that I will find
That tomorrow will be just the same for you and me



But as I sometimes do, I only see what is front of me.  Girl Person says that is a good thing.  But that it can be a bad thing if you stick your head somewhere that it doesn’t belong.  So I wasn’t thinking when I stuck my head in that bush.  I wasn’t thinking about that alligator that crossed our path in the same place last week.

So as I lowered my head in that bush full of sand spurs and weeds, Girl Person told me to be careful of the snakes.  She always tells me to be careful of the snakes.  But she doesn’t tell me to be careful of the alligator birds.  Because I didn’t even know such a thing existed.

But all of a sudden, when the force of an alligator’s jaw in a Florida swamp full of catfish, about a million or a million and three birds came flying out of that bush and knocked me down on top of my peed on head.  Girl Person screamed and started running with the birds coming after us.  It was a worse scene than Bodega Bay.

And the Sheriff?  The Sheriff.  He did something that Girl Person had not seen before.  He did not think.  He did not pause.  He jumped in that bush, not knowing if there was an alligator in there.  He jumped in that bush to save us all.  And Sheriff Brickle? He was my hero.  From this day forward, I know.  I know that Sheriff Brickle will always help me. He will always save me.  And the world is good.  The world is so good.

I have lived my almost nine years wondering what else I could get in to.  And now, I can spend more years getting into more.  Because if the Sheriff is there to save me from the Alligator Birds, the Sheriff can do anything.  Girl Person says that everyone should have a Sheriff.  She said that true friends don’t think about helping you, they just do.  Kind of like I just roll in gross stuff.  I don’t think.  I just do.  And so, the next time that someone needs your help, and you can help, why not just do?

As we were running, and screaming…yes…loud…a man person on a bike was riding up the path.  And did he stop? Did he ask us what was wrong?  No.  He did not.  Because he didn’t know the danger of the Alligator Birds.  He didn’t care though.  And it made me love the Sheriff even more.  Yes.  I love him.  I said it.


I always wondered why the Sheriff watches everything when he could be doing everything like me.  But what I have found out is that in our world, there are all kinds.  There are ones that need help one day, and maybe they can help someone else the next.  Don’t be the ones that just ride by.

For the Sheriff, he made my world good.  He made me feel important.

I’m on the top of the world lookin’ down on creation
And the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I’ve found ever since you’ve been around
Your love’s put me at the top of the world

The Sheriff made me realize that if I am worth being saved and loved so much, the least I can do is help someone else in the future.  So if you need saving from any Alligator Birds, I am your dog.  Let me know.  I know how to deal with those things.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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Podcast #13 New Hampshire

In our #13 Pawcast Podcast on the Adventure Of A Lifetime, we discuss our trials and fun hikes in the great state of New Hampshire.  We also talk about a donut recipe for dogs and how a horse sanctuary is doing some amazing things for animals.

Mentioned on this week’s podcast:

Live and Let Live Farm 

Apple Cider Donuts For Dogs Recipe



Tom Who?

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  I go by many names.  Deputy.  Digby.  Dirty Digby.  Diggy.  Digby Butt.  I also answer to Stop That.  Don’t Eat That.  And Horse Poop.  The latter, just because I want to and I like the sound of it.  I also like the taste of it.


Here at Memaw Macaw’s house, there is a lot of talking. There is a lot of fixing things.  And there is a lot of shady characters in the yard. No.  Not me.


Meet Tom.  Or Tommy.  He goes by both according to Memaw.  Seems as though he has some secret identities.  And the Deputy part of me is not too keen on that.  I am also not too keen on him sneaking around the corner while I am laying in sunshiny, scaring the Sheriff, and making me lose my concentration on sunshiney time.


Tom is a strange one.  Girl Person tried to explain to Sheriff Brickle and I that Tom has been here a very long time.  But she said that no one knows where Tom came from.  And so I started doing my research.  Who was this character…Tom?  What was his last name anyway?  Tom is too short of a name to be official.  Tommy is too short of a name while trying to be casual.  And so you might as well just say Tom.  But who was he?  I had to find out his last name.  Was he…Tom Cruise?  I have heard of that guy.

Nope.  This is not the Tom.

So.  Is Tom’s last name Selleck?  Tom Selleck?  Is Tom Magnum PI?  No.

And then I even thought about Tom Hanks.

But nope.  Tom wasn’t that fast.  He couldn’t dance.  And he didn’t have a mustache.  And then, since I ascertained who he was not…it was up to me to figure out who Tom in fact was.  And that is when I heard Boy Person.

Boy Person explained that Tom was a barn cat.  He said that Tom has been here a long time, and that he preferred to spend his days chasing things and getting fat.  Huh.  Not so bad.  He said that Tom didn’t like to socialize much…kind of like Sheriff Brickle.  So.  This was his gig.  He was Tom Barn Cat.  He had three names like us.  He lived in Memaw Macaw’s yard.  She had him fixed.  She feeds him.  But he just takes the food and goes with just a casual meow.  A casual, occasional purr.  That is Tom.  Tom Barn Cat.IMG_4916

What I find interesting about Tom Barn Cat is that he is happy on his own terms.  He may not be everyone’s idea of what a cat should be.  But Tom Barn Cat knows who he is.  He lives to eat and roam around like a cat should.  Girl Person says that they all worry about him, but Tom Barn Cat says that he chooses to live life to the full.  He would rather be free.  So who are we to judge how Tom Barn Cat wants to be?  In my mind, I wish that all animals could have a little bit of Tom’s life.  I would like to be free sometimes.  But our world makes it too dangerous Girl Person says.  Tom Barn Cat has experience.  He has smarts.  He has it all.  And Tom Barn Cat?  As long as we are parked here at Memaw Macaw’s house, we hope we can have a few chats.  I would like to hear more about you.  Even if it is from afar.


Life has many characters that pass through our days.  If we expect everyone to fit in the way we think that they should, how boring is that?  We all have a little bit of Tom in us.  What makes us happy? What makes us free?

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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I Won’t Go That Fast

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  If the days seem to be flying by lately, well,  you would be right.  If I seem to be getting handsomer…again…you would be right.

We have been parked at Memaw Macaw’s house now for almost a week.  And Boy Person has been busy fixing stuff for her.  They have both been busy talking to each other about who knows what.  Because I spend half the day…ok, most of the day…trying to cover my ears.


We had an eventful weekend.  Boy Person saved a dog from getting hit by a car that had escaped from someone’s yard.  Girl Person visited her family and some friends for a little while.  She also made us a cake.


Then, me and Deputy Digby tried to find a new routine for a little bit on where we wanted to lay in sunshiny. That is very important since we are going to be here for a few weeks.  And we tried to just stop and breathe for a little while. Digby could use some breath freshener by the way.


Every morning and evening, the persons have to take us to walk and hike on a safe road. You see, the road here is not how Boy Person remembered it.

Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields

It was the country when he was here.  And in the country, things happened slow.


But now, I see nothing slow about it.  And I can’t arrest every single car that goes by.  My arrest book is not that big.  And I got to thinking as Sheriff.  Where was everyone going that they needed to get there so fast?  Why were they making my job so difficult?  And you know that the traffic is loud if I can hear it over Memaw Macaw.

Girl Person said that it is so easy to try and keep up with everyone.  She said that it makes her nervous when she is driving the speed limit and people are honking at her.  She said it would be easy to try and go fast too.

Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
I don’t know how to tell you all just how crazy this life feels

She said everyone is trying to keep up with everyone else, even if they don’t know where they are going.  We sure don’t know where we are going.  So why try and go the speed that everyone is trying to keep up with?  When did life get this way?

Seems to me, when I hear the persons talk about how things used to be, that they didn’t have so much to do.  Even for us, our days get busier with more work, more distractions, more traffic.  How much can persons keep running before they are running on empty?

I had a talk with Deputy Digby and shocker.  We won’t go that fast.  We never have, and we won’t start.  Girl Person said that all of the fast driving and fast way of life here made her realize that although she wasn’t maybe driving fast, she was still moving so fast that she wasn’t even seeing most of what was around her.  I knew that she wasn’t letting us stop and smell the alligator poop as long.  I knew that she was moving faster because the Deputy had not peed on my head in awhile.  But when she realized it, she said she was going to let us walk her.  You heard me.  We could walk her.  She said that she would go as slow as we wanted.  If we didn’t finish a trail, so be it.  She said what we were rushing for? So that we could hear Memaw Macaw and Boy Person contemplating why the time changed?  I wish I could change time and not hear that conversation.


I think that the more persons try to fit in their day, the faster they think they have to go, and the more angry they get because they can’t get it all done.

Running on, running on empty
Running on, running blind
Running on, running into the sun
But I’m running behind

It has been awhile since we were “regular life” and not on the road.  And it made us realize that maybe, just maybe, we don’t fit in to regular life anymore.  We have some serious thinking to do.  Even more serious than I normally am.  We won’t go fast with this decision though that we get caught up in traffic.  That is no fun.  And when did life become not fun?  That is not acceptable to me.


If you don’t slow down, pretty soon, you are going to be running on empty.  How so?  If you don’t take care of yourself and remember who you are and where you came from, what is left?  Stop and refuel.  Digby says get some gas.  He already has it though.

If you are one of those persons who like to drive fast, do you even know what you are missing? If you drove down the roads that you grew up on, wouldn’t you want to slow down and look…remember….appreciate?  Whatever road you are traveling down, someone is from there.  Let them drive as slow as they want.

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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Peanut Buttery Carroty Coconuty Cake For Dogs

Sometimes, you are just in the mood to bake a cake.  Sometimes, your dog is in the mood to eat that cake.  Ok.  Not sometimes.  All the time!  This cake combines dog friendly flavors with healthy carrots.  This isn’t like your grandmother made! This is better!

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Peanut Buttery Carroty Coconuty Cake For Dogs



1 organic egg
1/2 cup organic, creamy peanut butter plus an additional 4 tablespoons for the frosting
1/4 cup coconut oil
1/3 cup organic maple syrup plus an additional 2 tablespoons for the frosting
1 cup shredded organic carrots
1 cup organic all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda

Optional: 3 tablespoons organic shredded coconut flakes


Preheat oven to 350 degrees. In a medium bowl, combine the egg, peanut butter, oil, and maple syrup.

Stir in the carrots, then gradually add the flour and baking soda until well combined.

Pour into a small and greased baking pan. A pie pan or single layer cake pan works.  If you want a really fancy, layer cake, you can double this recipe!

Bake in the oven for 30 minutes. Turn onto a wire rack and let cool completely.

Once cool, mix the reserved peanut butter and maple syrup to make a simple frosting.  Sprinkle with coconut flakes.

May be refrigerated for up to 3 days or frozen for up to 2 months.

Disclaimer:  This is meant as a treat and not a regular meal replacement.  Always consult a vet before making any changes to your dog’s diet.


Are You Harming Your Dog With Social Media?

This is no secret.  If you follow our blog, or are one of our million Facebook fans, you know that we take many pictures of our dogs.  So. Many. Pictures.  In fact, for the past seven years, I have probably posted more than a million videos, pictures, blogs and status updates on all of our social media platforms.  So why, you may wonder, would I even allude to the fact that social media may not always be a good idea for our dogs.


When I started our blog and our Facebook page, I never expected it to grow to the extent that it has.  And while I am not complaining that it has, I also see the need to use these platforms and tell you that your dog is more than a Facebook page.  Your dog is more than an Instagram account or a Twitter feed.  My dogs are more than that.  My dogs are…shocker…dogs.


Like people usually do, we seem to take everything to the extreme.  And while we use our platforms to raise awareness for animal rescue and the people doing this across the world, I also found myself veering a little off course.  It took one day on our 48 states, 48 rescues tour to see that I was about to be out of control.


As we were standing on the edge of a trail at the Grand Canyon, I thought about the fabulous opportunity we had to take some awesome pictures.  Oh, our fans would love this!  It would make the calendar, it would be…so…amazing.  But the reality when we got there was that our dog Digby all of a sudden realized that he was afraid of heights.  Like, really afraid.  And everytime there was a break in the crowds, and we tried to take their picture while I dropped their leash for a split second…this was terrifying to me.  Brickle had no issues in standing there. But Digby was always, well, Digby.  And as I looked at the leash for the fourth time and about the hundredth picture attempt, I knew it.  This was not worth it.  This was plain stupid!  What was I doing?  Sacrificing our safety for social media gratification?  Even if by other’s standards we were far enough away from the edge, and not under any immediate danger, my standards were different.  Because they were MY life.  And I was done with it.  We took the one picture we had..with me holding on to their leashes and this was my learning lesson. I didn’t care about a stupid picture.  Yes.  I said stupid picture.


So what is my point?  I think that most of us simply don’t realize that social media is not always the reality of life.  Sure, it is portrayed as such so that we all feel closer to each other, but is it harming our dogs in some ways? I feel that it is.  Some of us may see gorgeous pictures of gorgeous dogs in gorgeous places and think that hey, our dogs could do that. And maybe so.  But do they want to?  That picture you see may have taken hours to take.  I have tried to take a great picture on days that my dogs just don’t want their picture taken.  How do I know they don’t want their picture taken?  They turn away, or they put their heads down, or their ears back.  Do you see Brickle in the picture above?  That’s my point. For us, the way we make a living is through social media.  And yes, it is frustrating to me when I know that they are just not into working on certain days.  I used to get upset, which made them more upset.  And now?  I have realized that if they don’t want their picture taken that day, oh well.  If this gig doesn’t last forever, I don’t care.  I would rather have more time with them happy than taking the perfect picture.


If you have known us for any length of time, you probably can see that we aren’t so professional in our approaches.


Our pictures aren’t edited for the most part, we wouldn’t probably be featured in magazines.  But for us, the reality of who our dogs are and what we stand for is the important part.  We aren’t for everyone.  But everyone isn’t for us.


Our dogs don’t know what we are doing. They don’t know about Facebook.  They don’t know about Instagram. They don’t know we care about how many “likes” we get on a post, or if our friends see our pictures. Seriously.  If they associate negativity with our phones or cameras, what is that saying about us?  Those things are extensions of how we interact with them. And if I could tell all of the people with dog social media stars out there one thing, I would say please…please…take your dogs into consideration more.  Treat them like family before you treat them like a paycheck or even a workmate.  Because the reality is that the wonderful picture you tortured your dog to get won’t be worth looking back at when they are gone. The funny pictures, the blurry ones, the ones taken in the moment are what you will remember.  Be real.  But be nice.  And use the platforms that you have to make a difference.

-Rachael Johnson, Owner, 2 Traveling Dogs

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