Hello,
The other day, a number of Usual Suspects' butts were sitting on the back of the sun drenched bench, a cracking sound was heard by all. Crrraack.. then the back of the bench collapsed. Fortunately, all the bench back sitters were fine and their were no injuries, other than, perhaps, egos...so all was well. Then the Human to Liza appeared stating that he had contacted the park district about the about to crunch bench several days prior. That assauged nurmerous potential hurt feelings. Such is life.
I was speaking to Bo-Bo's human who when I said that the blog needed conflict to keep it interesting. He thought this unnecessary. But, personally, if I just wrote goodie, goodie, it would be fairly boring. So, just to keep all the humans' juices flowing, I will write about a conflict that I had heard about.
Several weeks ago, some of morning dogs and humans were hanging at the park. One of the Usuals who does doggie doo-doo pick up daily, saw a regular human's dog do a doo-doo. The human just kept doing her cross-word puzzle,oblivious to the recently deposited dog log. So, the doo cleaner stated aggressively to the oblivious human to pick up after her dog...some kind of tri-colored cutie. The cutie's human went basically ballistic. A great foul-mouthed shouting match occurred. Many expletives and insults were exchanged and then everyone went back to their respective corners. It is surprising because this was not even a weekend when people seem to think that picking up the doo is optional. The park is a microcosm and all the unconscious conflicts and people will show up. As I have said before, the dogs are much more honest about their hostilies, usually. But this shouting match seems to have topped the hostilty honesty scale. Two immutable forces collided...and it was fodder for several weeks or repetition and giggles on the various benches of dp.
Met a new usual suspect...her two canines are : Colby Jack, a pure bred spaniel or pointer...I can't remember which and his rescue sis named Maggie. Maggie is a mix of grand pyranees, lab,
sheperd and husky. Very pretty girl she is. The human to these sweet doggies is an East Coast transplant. She was quite surprised to hear people talking about Block Island (in Narragansett Bay...off Rhode Island) and started talking. She met several people who lived in her home state of Conn. She joined the suspects. Rob..human to Bo-Bo suggested that that was a dubious honor. I can understand that. However, I think also, that US(usual suspects) provide a fun and supportive group to those who seem to like it.
Also, met an interesting person who usually is a morning person at park. This person from a European country, a photographer is doing a photo show and lectures about the culture of mayhem and how it effects individuals. Velly interesting.... to be continued.
So, back to the conflict concept: the only conflict at dog park of late, was 4 butts and a bench...and all is well.
That's all she wrote.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
A DOG BY ANY OTHER NAME...
Hello,
Today in the shaded bench retreat at the South end of dog park, today was host to a bunch of the ususal suspects. Present were: Mochi, Jordan, Floyd, Mojo, Chimmy, Ollie and Aengus, as well as, a scrumptious little newcomer to the park named....???He doesn't have a name. He is a sweet Springer Spaniel pup of 14 weeks who just arrived to Chicago from Alabama where he and a, nearly sibling, named Clara arrived at O'Hare on Saturday. Both are Springers and from the same breeder, although, different litters. Clara is brown and white and No-Name (for the time being ) is black and white. Why has No-Name not been named? Name came to his human's home to replace a similar looking Springer Spaniel named RAM. RAM went to the great beyond several months ago in a tragic passing. So, apparently, the human wants to name the new Springer Spaniel replacement pup, RAM. It is getting alot of flack from people out of respect for the real RAM. It is questionable about people who name their dogs after dogs that have gone to the great beyond. I think it is denial about the loss of the first pet....a way of pretending the first dog did not die. So, talk among yourselves and try not to cry.
Gary, human to Floyd and Mojo, as usual, was pulling everyone's legs...especially, mine. Yerbo, urboe, Juerbo, Herboe, Joe-Joe??? A person by any other name....Gary kept calling me these specious names pretending that they are real names and I am to figure out what it all means. I have arrived at the point of understanding what it means! It means nothing.
Anyway, Michel and I were cuddling up with the new Springer without a name. He is scrumptious and delicious and dog-knap-able. (not really)...but too cute for words. I think his name should be Sweetness. We should have a dog naming contest for this new pooch.
No...No More Stinking Wriggly's.
That's all she wrote. Roe
Today in the shaded bench retreat at the South end of dog park, today was host to a bunch of the ususal suspects. Present were: Mochi, Jordan, Floyd, Mojo, Chimmy, Ollie and Aengus, as well as, a scrumptious little newcomer to the park named....???He doesn't have a name. He is a sweet Springer Spaniel pup of 14 weeks who just arrived to Chicago from Alabama where he and a, nearly sibling, named Clara arrived at O'Hare on Saturday. Both are Springers and from the same breeder, although, different litters. Clara is brown and white and No-Name (for the time being ) is black and white. Why has No-Name not been named? Name came to his human's home to replace a similar looking Springer Spaniel named RAM. RAM went to the great beyond several months ago in a tragic passing. So, apparently, the human wants to name the new Springer Spaniel replacement pup, RAM. It is getting alot of flack from people out of respect for the real RAM. It is questionable about people who name their dogs after dogs that have gone to the great beyond. I think it is denial about the loss of the first pet....a way of pretending the first dog did not die. So, talk among yourselves and try not to cry.
Gary, human to Floyd and Mojo, as usual, was pulling everyone's legs...especially, mine. Yerbo, urboe, Juerbo, Herboe, Joe-Joe??? A person by any other name....Gary kept calling me these specious names pretending that they are real names and I am to figure out what it all means. I have arrived at the point of understanding what it means! It means nothing.
Anyway, Michel and I were cuddling up with the new Springer without a name. He is scrumptious and delicious and dog-knap-able. (not really)...but too cute for words. I think his name should be Sweetness. We should have a dog naming contest for this new pooch.
No...No More Stinking Wriggly's.
That's all she wrote. Roe
Thursday, July 22, 2010
PAVE PARADISE-PUT UP A BARKING LOT...
Hello,
I was driving through the city today when I heard on the radio, "Pave Paradise, Put Up a Parking Lot". This was written and originally song by our Canadian friend, Joni Mitchell who was an item with Neil Young and Bob Dylan. It must have been inspirational. She may have been with Steven Stills, too. Oh well, you had to be there...it was the 60's.
That song made me think of what is happening that our park is not being paved...it is our urban version of paradise, though the EL is a bit much. It is probably ruining our collective hearing.
Paradise...I had thoughts about that today. One unquestionable place that is paradise on earth is: Iguacu Falls. Never heard of it...neither had I. It is at the junction of Brazil, Argentina, and Paraguay. It is like the garden of Eden. I hope to go back one day. It is as close to the Garden of Eden as is possible on earth. The movie, "The Mission" (won Oscar in 1986..best picture) was filmed there and based on a true story of missionaries who thought it was paradise. Great music and actors: De Niro, Liam Neeson, Aiden Quinn. Oscar for music with Enrico Mariconi...spectacular.
Paradise...I look into the eyes of the dogs and sometimes I see the eyes of God looking back...speaking of Paradise. The heat has made dog park pretty unbearable for dogs for other than shorter periods of time. At least, the long haired dogs. My dog has been somewhat held captive to the air conditioner. She likes it. Remember this when you have not seen Kristen and Bruiser for three months because of the cold. Remember this when we are using our thingies that you buy at Walgreens to put into boots and mittens to keep warm. Chicago in summer can be paradise. I heard in the 1940's when there were heat waves, families would go down to the lakefront with blankets and would cool down with the lake breezes. It was very safe and comfortable. Paradise.
Did I ever tell you about the time I arrived in Rio with a Police Escort??? It is a true story and I decided that whenever I arrive in Rio, I insist on a Police Escort...sirens and the whole nine yards. If you find this intriguing...feel free to ask.
Extra Virgin Olive Oil has arrived...EVO available...another story...Italians!!!!
That's all she wrote. Roe
I was driving through the city today when I heard on the radio, "Pave Paradise, Put Up a Parking Lot". This was written and originally song by our Canadian friend, Joni Mitchell who was an item with Neil Young and Bob Dylan. It must have been inspirational. She may have been with Steven Stills, too. Oh well, you had to be there...it was the 60's.
That song made me think of what is happening that our park is not being paved...it is our urban version of paradise, though the EL is a bit much. It is probably ruining our collective hearing.
Paradise...I had thoughts about that today. One unquestionable place that is paradise on earth is: Iguacu Falls. Never heard of it...neither had I. It is at the junction of Brazil, Argentina, and Paraguay. It is like the garden of Eden. I hope to go back one day. It is as close to the Garden of Eden as is possible on earth. The movie, "The Mission" (won Oscar in 1986..best picture) was filmed there and based on a true story of missionaries who thought it was paradise. Great music and actors: De Niro, Liam Neeson, Aiden Quinn. Oscar for music with Enrico Mariconi...spectacular.
Paradise...I look into the eyes of the dogs and sometimes I see the eyes of God looking back...speaking of Paradise. The heat has made dog park pretty unbearable for dogs for other than shorter periods of time. At least, the long haired dogs. My dog has been somewhat held captive to the air conditioner. She likes it. Remember this when you have not seen Kristen and Bruiser for three months because of the cold. Remember this when we are using our thingies that you buy at Walgreens to put into boots and mittens to keep warm. Chicago in summer can be paradise. I heard in the 1940's when there were heat waves, families would go down to the lakefront with blankets and would cool down with the lake breezes. It was very safe and comfortable. Paradise.
Did I ever tell you about the time I arrived in Rio with a Police Escort??? It is a true story and I decided that whenever I arrive in Rio, I insist on a Police Escort...sirens and the whole nine yards. If you find this intriguing...feel free to ask.
Extra Virgin Olive Oil has arrived...EVO available...another story...Italians!!!!
That's all she wrote. Roe
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
ROMANCING ROVER
Hello,
Well, I was thinking today of the movie, "Romancing the Stone". Then I thought of Romancing the Pizza...this food addict's drug of choice..Lou Malanati's pepperoni. But, think about Romancing our Rovers. Much better idea and better for our health and the doggie' lives.
I, personally, have gotten more militant about animal rights' since being a regular at dog park. I want to go out and rescue another dog. But, my better judgement tells me, at this time, not to do it. Then I saw a show on animal planet about dog hoarders...pretty sick and ugly.
There are numerous people at dog park have lost considerable amounts of weight. They stopped Romancing the Pizza and began Romancing the Rover. Much better and the pooch never gives a Human indigestion.
Tonight my dog started making a semi-choking, heavy breathing sound. Clearly, she was having labored breathing. I tried rubbing her throat. She seemed to like that but it did not stop the labored breathing. I got her water bowl, but she would not drink. I looked down her throat...saw nothing. Finally, I had a bright idea...I gave her frozen green beans which she, generally has as a treat. Anyway, the frozen green beans cleared her throat. She then laid down and her breathing was easy and she took a nap. So, when in doubt, use a frozen vegetable to clear a stuck throat. Perhaps this post should be called, "Romancing the Green Bean"?
That's all she wrote. Roe
Well, I was thinking today of the movie, "Romancing the Stone". Then I thought of Romancing the Pizza...this food addict's drug of choice..Lou Malanati's pepperoni. But, think about Romancing our Rovers. Much better idea and better for our health and the doggie' lives.
I, personally, have gotten more militant about animal rights' since being a regular at dog park. I want to go out and rescue another dog. But, my better judgement tells me, at this time, not to do it. Then I saw a show on animal planet about dog hoarders...pretty sick and ugly.
There are numerous people at dog park have lost considerable amounts of weight. They stopped Romancing the Pizza and began Romancing the Rover. Much better and the pooch never gives a Human indigestion.
Tonight my dog started making a semi-choking, heavy breathing sound. Clearly, she was having labored breathing. I tried rubbing her throat. She seemed to like that but it did not stop the labored breathing. I got her water bowl, but she would not drink. I looked down her throat...saw nothing. Finally, I had a bright idea...I gave her frozen green beans which she, generally has as a treat. Anyway, the frozen green beans cleared her throat. She then laid down and her breathing was easy and she took a nap. So, when in doubt, use a frozen vegetable to clear a stuck throat. Perhaps this post should be called, "Romancing the Green Bean"?
That's all she wrote. Roe
PEOPLE, PLACES AND DOGS
Hello,
I feel like writing. It is my calling. Writing in stream of consciousness is interesting and surprising, even to me. Today, I met a new Human named Andrew who rescued a fab New
Foundland Retriever named Leo. Leo looks to be 160 pounds, but it is mostly having alot of hair...he is 125 pounds. Andrew adopted Leo knowing that Leo had had several knee surgeries and a hip replacement surgeries somewhere down by Springfield. The Vet there said that Leo's chances of improvement were 20% with anymore surgery or treatment. He would always be severely impaired. Andrew adopted Leo anyway. Through Blum Animal Clinic...there was a recommendation for the dog orthopedist extra-ordinairy in Berwyn. This guy is the man for ortho in dogs. He looked a Leo and said there was a 95% chance that with surgery he could have great improvement. And so it was. Leo was romping around the park today having a good old time.
Other humans are struggling with financial problems compliments of the recession, medical issues, compliments of life and interactionn problems with some other of the Park Humans. Life is complex, is it not
Mochi's human took him to a Purina dog commercial, where reportedly, he did quite well. If he keeps it up, he could put his human through college. Go, Mochi, Go.!
Places: did you happen to read the CS Magazine report on Wiggly Field??? Fortunately, it was moderately unfavorable. That means that there shouldn't be an influx of wannabees. Let' hope so.
Places: anyone want to go to the Carribean ? I would like to check out life down somewhere warm and see about possibilities for living there. If you are inspired, let me know.
There are a number of people who over the course of time have changed their health and body structure by weight loss. To those people, congratulations and self care is the way to keep health. I sound like my mother.
That's all she wrote. Roe
I feel like writing. It is my calling. Writing in stream of consciousness is interesting and surprising, even to me. Today, I met a new Human named Andrew who rescued a fab New
Foundland Retriever named Leo. Leo looks to be 160 pounds, but it is mostly having alot of hair...he is 125 pounds. Andrew adopted Leo knowing that Leo had had several knee surgeries and a hip replacement surgeries somewhere down by Springfield. The Vet there said that Leo's chances of improvement were 20% with anymore surgery or treatment. He would always be severely impaired. Andrew adopted Leo anyway. Through Blum Animal Clinic...there was a recommendation for the dog orthopedist extra-ordinairy in Berwyn. This guy is the man for ortho in dogs. He looked a Leo and said there was a 95% chance that with surgery he could have great improvement. And so it was. Leo was romping around the park today having a good old time.
Other humans are struggling with financial problems compliments of the recession, medical issues, compliments of life and interactionn problems with some other of the Park Humans. Life is complex, is it not
Mochi's human took him to a Purina dog commercial, where reportedly, he did quite well. If he keeps it up, he could put his human through college. Go, Mochi, Go.!
Places: did you happen to read the CS Magazine report on Wiggly Field??? Fortunately, it was moderately unfavorable. That means that there shouldn't be an influx of wannabees. Let' hope so.
Places: anyone want to go to the Carribean ? I would like to check out life down somewhere warm and see about possibilities for living there. If you are inspired, let me know.
There are a number of people who over the course of time have changed their health and body structure by weight loss. To those people, congratulations and self care is the way to keep health. I sound like my mother.
That's all she wrote. Roe
Sunday, July 18, 2010
NEED FOREVER HOMES FOR FORECLOSURES
Hi, y'all;
I was reading AOL which had an article on Pets taking it hard with foreclosures and home losses. Apparently, many people are embarrassed about losing their homes and feel that depositing their pets at shelters is too embarrassing. So, they leave them in the back yard or in the home, unattended and with or without food and water. The organization Pets of Forelosures is in need of fosters, forevers and food. They need money. If you work for a real estate firm, be aware that the sellers may be leaving animals to fend for themselves. It is heart breaking.
The weather is truly oppressive. Use Pedia-lite to add to doggie's water. It replaces electro-lites in the blood and keeps them very hydrated. I am sounding like a lecturer. Gotta stop that.
I saw that there is a new dog/pet store at the Costco Plaza on Clybourn. It is called Planet Pooch. I went in curious to see what was what. It is a (how do you spell she-she??). It is an over priced pet store with couches so watch the little pocket pups and appeal to the narcissistic nerds who would pay $1,800 to buy a Malti-poo rather than use that amount to save 36 dogs from euthanasia. So, being from NY, I had to say something. First I looked like a potential interested buyer. I then asked where the dogs came from. They said they all had proof of non-puppy mill status of the dogs. They called them breeders, but breeders adhere to AKC rules.
I then asked the price of these critter, cute as they are. I was told that they range from $1,200 to $1,800 per pup. They were remarkably cute dogs, but when so many are suffering, it is hard to watch. So, being from NY I had to say something. I said, "this is an obscenity. These animals are being sold as a cash crop and this money could be used to save so many, many lovely dogs in need of homes. Further more that the shop owners were contributing to the suffering of many animals." They must have heard something like this before because they said nothing and just pretended that I wasn't there. Clearly, this was not the first time they had heard this. If you feel that like it, stop in an mention that this store should be out of business and they are contributing to the suffering of animals.
The "Dog Days" have not even hit and summer, while wonderful here, seems to be looming and hanging in the air. Perhaps, that is the humidity. I watch the TV dog rescue shows and wish I could take all of them. I donate to shelters, because if I volunteered, I would be the lady with 10 dogs (no cats, please..not to offend anyone of the cat proclivity).
Sting at Ravinia was wow. Enjoying the out of doors, but my dog is not. She is sluggish with the heat. So, do be careful with them. Aengus and Ollie's human suggested carrying two sets of car keys. If you have to run into the store for 5 minutes with pup in the car, lock the doors, keep the windows up and keep the car and AC running. But, only for 5 minutes.
In the next life, I think I am going to be a vet. They get to save wonderful pets, but they have to deal with people...hmmm.
And, the good news, if you watch HGTV /design star...Nina got eliminated. Yeah. Anyway, I am going to donate some food to a dog shelter. They are swamped and under funded. Think about doing something similar.
Haven't heard any dog park drama. Hope some appears soon. But, then I have to get to dog park to observe it. I re-read some previous posts...I never re-read them. I have made numerous grammatical errors and deleted words. But, I hope that you get the gist of things.
I think that most dog devotees often do not have children. Anyway, the heat is supposed to abate. That would be wonderful for all. I need to get to dog park to get my therapy and to find out what is happening in the dog-o-rama drama and human saga.
That's all she wrote. Roe
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I was reading AOL which had an article on Pets taking it hard with foreclosures and home losses. Apparently, many people are embarrassed about losing their homes and feel that depositing their pets at shelters is too embarrassing. So, they leave them in the back yard or in the home, unattended and with or without food and water. The organization Pets of Forelosures is in need of fosters, forevers and food. They need money. If you work for a real estate firm, be aware that the sellers may be leaving animals to fend for themselves. It is heart breaking.
The weather is truly oppressive. Use Pedia-lite to add to doggie's water. It replaces electro-lites in the blood and keeps them very hydrated. I am sounding like a lecturer. Gotta stop that.
I saw that there is a new dog/pet store at the Costco Plaza on Clybourn. It is called Planet Pooch. I went in curious to see what was what. It is a (how do you spell she-she??). It is an over priced pet store with couches so watch the little pocket pups and appeal to the narcissistic nerds who would pay $1,800 to buy a Malti-poo rather than use that amount to save 36 dogs from euthanasia. So, being from NY, I had to say something. First I looked like a potential interested buyer. I then asked where the dogs came from. They said they all had proof of non-puppy mill status of the dogs. They called them breeders, but breeders adhere to AKC rules.
I then asked the price of these critter, cute as they are. I was told that they range from $1,200 to $1,800 per pup. They were remarkably cute dogs, but when so many are suffering, it is hard to watch. So, being from NY I had to say something. I said, "this is an obscenity. These animals are being sold as a cash crop and this money could be used to save so many, many lovely dogs in need of homes. Further more that the shop owners were contributing to the suffering of many animals." They must have heard something like this before because they said nothing and just pretended that I wasn't there. Clearly, this was not the first time they had heard this. If you feel that like it, stop in an mention that this store should be out of business and they are contributing to the suffering of animals.
The "Dog Days" have not even hit and summer, while wonderful here, seems to be looming and hanging in the air. Perhaps, that is the humidity. I watch the TV dog rescue shows and wish I could take all of them. I donate to shelters, because if I volunteered, I would be the lady with 10 dogs (no cats, please..not to offend anyone of the cat proclivity).
Sting at Ravinia was wow. Enjoying the out of doors, but my dog is not. She is sluggish with the heat. So, do be careful with them. Aengus and Ollie's human suggested carrying two sets of car keys. If you have to run into the store for 5 minutes with pup in the car, lock the doors, keep the windows up and keep the car and AC running. But, only for 5 minutes.
In the next life, I think I am going to be a vet. They get to save wonderful pets, but they have to deal with people...hmmm.
And, the good news, if you watch HGTV /design star...Nina got eliminated. Yeah. Anyway, I am going to donate some food to a dog shelter. They are swamped and under funded. Think about doing something similar.
Haven't heard any dog park drama. Hope some appears soon. But, then I have to get to dog park to observe it. I re-read some previous posts...I never re-read them. I have made numerous grammatical errors and deleted words. But, I hope that you get the gist of things.
I think that most dog devotees often do not have children. Anyway, the heat is supposed to abate. That would be wonderful for all. I need to get to dog park to get my therapy and to find out what is happening in the dog-o-rama drama and human saga.
That's all she wrote. Roe
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Wednesday, July 14, 2010
DOG-O-RAMA
Hello,
Not to much to add to the mix. It is hot and humid in dp. I tried the shade for about 15 minutes around noon, but it was too hot for my best dog friend who always wears a heavy fur coat. I have seen numerous dogs shaved for the summer. But, my doggie is getting up in age, slowing down and I did not want to shave her and freak her out. I think it would be a hard adjustment for an older girl.
One human at dp had a bit of a similar thing. This human wanted to change their hair color. It was a big thing and not one that could be reversed. But the human did change the color and looks great. I mention to this human that they looked ten years younger. And, they did.
Promise and gender identity: I kept calling Promise, a definite female of the species, He/Him. I then felt guilty about it. Her human most generously pointed out that Promise was not offended by gender mis-identification. And, in fact, Promise did not know about gender other than what hormones that she can sniff on other dogs. It's also like giving you dog half or less of a treat. They do not appreciate portion control. What the Hello....a treat is a treat. Reducing the size of the treat just means more treats for our dogalicious creatures.
I keep wondering when the park expansion is going to occur. It is near mid-summer....isn't the city using TARP money to fund this thing and put some people back to work and some money in the economy. The stimulous package was not stimulating enough. I have noticed that many people do not discuss politics at the park. Then again, some chose to be provocative and will take the opposite position on almost any subject....hint: this human has two labs, one yellow and one chocalate...a now post Census worker....post his trip to Alaska. John-boy....caught buying fruits and vegetables from a street vendor on Irving Park, may have been the one who started the apochrophol (SP) story of Gary's Census Alaskan venture. I have discovered...only after several years, that humans from NYC often use flat toned reverse humor. For example, if you thought someone was cool, one w..ould say to the cool person that they were a bag of doo-doo.
Such as, Hello, you old bag of ... it took me two years to figure out that this is inverted NY humor. I recall first moving here and I used to have inverted sarcastic NY humor. It took me years of therapy to recover from it.
Jordan went to the vet today for her physical. It was hard since she has slowed down for the first time this summer. So, she was tested for thyroid and other stuff. But, most older dogs should be taking more glucosamine chondritin than is in even great dog food. So, tomorrow it starts. Perhaps her slowing down has to do with, not arthritis, but thinning of joint membranes. We shall see. All of us who have watched our beloved dogs age wonder how it happened so fast. Everyday is precious with our child dogs.
Guess what? Sting at Ravinia this Saturday night. Wow.
That's all she wrote. Roe
Not to much to add to the mix. It is hot and humid in dp. I tried the shade for about 15 minutes around noon, but it was too hot for my best dog friend who always wears a heavy fur coat. I have seen numerous dogs shaved for the summer. But, my doggie is getting up in age, slowing down and I did not want to shave her and freak her out. I think it would be a hard adjustment for an older girl.
One human at dp had a bit of a similar thing. This human wanted to change their hair color. It was a big thing and not one that could be reversed. But the human did change the color and looks great. I mention to this human that they looked ten years younger. And, they did.
Promise and gender identity: I kept calling Promise, a definite female of the species, He/Him. I then felt guilty about it. Her human most generously pointed out that Promise was not offended by gender mis-identification. And, in fact, Promise did not know about gender other than what hormones that she can sniff on other dogs. It's also like giving you dog half or less of a treat. They do not appreciate portion control. What the Hello....a treat is a treat. Reducing the size of the treat just means more treats for our dogalicious creatures.
I keep wondering when the park expansion is going to occur. It is near mid-summer....isn't the city using TARP money to fund this thing and put some people back to work and some money in the economy. The stimulous package was not stimulating enough. I have noticed that many people do not discuss politics at the park. Then again, some chose to be provocative and will take the opposite position on almost any subject....hint: this human has two labs, one yellow and one chocalate...a now post Census worker....post his trip to Alaska. John-boy....caught buying fruits and vegetables from a street vendor on Irving Park, may have been the one who started the apochrophol (SP) story of Gary's Census Alaskan venture. I have discovered...only after several years, that humans from NYC often use flat toned reverse humor. For example, if you thought someone was cool, one w..ould say to the cool person that they were a bag of doo-doo.
Such as, Hello, you old bag of ... it took me two years to figure out that this is inverted NY humor. I recall first moving here and I used to have inverted sarcastic NY humor. It took me years of therapy to recover from it.
Jordan went to the vet today for her physical. It was hard since she has slowed down for the first time this summer. So, she was tested for thyroid and other stuff. But, most older dogs should be taking more glucosamine chondritin than is in even great dog food. So, tomorrow it starts. Perhaps her slowing down has to do with, not arthritis, but thinning of joint membranes. We shall see. All of us who have watched our beloved dogs age wonder how it happened so fast. Everyday is precious with our child dogs.
Guess what? Sting at Ravinia this Saturday night. Wow.
That's all she wrote. Roe
Monday, July 12, 2010
MUCH ADO ABOUT SOMETHING..ignorance is not bliss
JOURNAL
Friday, July 9, 2010
MUCH ADO ABOUT SOMETHING..ignorance is not bliss
Howdy to my deeply devoted following:Well, yesterday at dog park was a RED LETTER day. I had to see it to believe it. The usual suspects were dawdling in the shade. The dogs of the pack were all present and accounted for: Promise, Mochi, Jordan, Ollie and Aengus, and numerous other delightful canines. When in came the sharpei mix with an aggressive history. The Human for this dog is somewhat unenlightened in the area of both dog reproduction and behavioral issues. So this dog, whose name is somewhat like North Carolina, who can be pleasant if seen alone and without many dogs around. This NC dog is overstimulated because, at age three, she is still fully packaged...ie., hasn't been spayed. Needless to say, though NC dog was in the time out area, since many humans and their dogs were sitting on the shady bench, this was all too close for comfort. But, that isn't the worst part. Like I said, if I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't believe it. NC dog got very over stimulated and began aggressive type behavior thereby setting off all of the other dogs. The energy in the pack was frenetic. All of the dogs, especially, the male dogs were out of their minds with barking and distress. The owner of the NC dog started blaming the woman human of one of the male dogs. The woman was sitting there, literally, not saying one word. That's right, not word one did she say...much to her credit. I was astounded that the human of NC dog kept saying it was the woman's fault. Some good samaritan tried to speak to the elderly man to explain the necessity of spaying and neutering and how it effected all of the dogs. The man continued to blame the woman silently sitting on the bench. I even got into it saying that the law required spaying and neutering. He insisted that he wanted his female dog to have puppies. I have heard that this man has his dog living in a van. Purportedly, numerous people have looked into this and it is true. I feel, only partly sorry for the man. I am sure that his dog provides him with much comfort. But, he is treating his dog with cruelty and not properly caring for his loyal pet.I don't know what to say. This man refuses to take any responsibility for the behavior or health of his dog. This is animal cruelty. Our animals deserve better.So, that chaos left me wondering how one person can be so dumb in the face of all evidence to the contrary.That's all she wrote. Roe
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Friday, July 9, 2010
MUCH ADO ABOUT SOMETHING..ignorance is not bliss
Howdy to my deeply devoted following:Well, yesterday at dog park was a RED LETTER day. I had to see it to believe it. The usual suspects were dawdling in the shade. The dogs of the pack were all present and accounted for: Promise, Mochi, Jordan, Ollie and Aengus, and numerous other delightful canines. When in came the sharpei mix with an aggressive history. The Human for this dog is somewhat unenlightened in the area of both dog reproduction and behavioral issues. So this dog, whose name is somewhat like North Carolina, who can be pleasant if seen alone and without many dogs around. This NC dog is overstimulated because, at age three, she is still fully packaged...ie., hasn't been spayed. Needless to say, though NC dog was in the time out area, since many humans and their dogs were sitting on the shady bench, this was all too close for comfort. But, that isn't the worst part. Like I said, if I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't believe it. NC dog got very over stimulated and began aggressive type behavior thereby setting off all of the other dogs. The energy in the pack was frenetic. All of the dogs, especially, the male dogs were out of their minds with barking and distress. The owner of the NC dog started blaming the woman human of one of the male dogs. The woman was sitting there, literally, not saying one word. That's right, not word one did she say...much to her credit. I was astounded that the human of NC dog kept saying it was the woman's fault. Some good samaritan tried to speak to the elderly man to explain the necessity of spaying and neutering and how it effected all of the dogs. The man continued to blame the woman silently sitting on the bench. I even got into it saying that the law required spaying and neutering. He insisted that he wanted his female dog to have puppies. I have heard that this man has his dog living in a van. Purportedly, numerous people have looked into this and it is true. I feel, only partly sorry for the man. I am sure that his dog provides him with much comfort. But, he is treating his dog with cruelty and not properly caring for his loyal pet.I don't know what to say. This man refuses to take any responsibility for the behavior or health of his dog. This is animal cruelty. Our animals deserve better.So, that chaos left me wondering how one person can be so dumb in the face of all evidence to the contrary.That's all she wrote. Roe
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Today Is Another Day...thankfully
Friday, July 9, 2010
Today Is Another Day...thankfully
Hello y'all;We had it made in the shade today. It was a perfect Chicago summer day...not too hot, but a beautiful blue skies day and nary a cloud to be seen. The shade bench had all the usual suspects and one who was there yesterday whom I had forgotten to mention: that is Chimichura and her human. The topics were all about Arizona laws, bike riding laws and new dogs: a second Murphy Mystery Dog came to dp. Murphy looks like a cross between a Bernaise Highlander, sheperd, and perhaps Rotty with a hint of Borzoi. Murphy is a sweet boy and big too. He is about 100 pounds and tall. So, welcome to him. Hope to see him again soon.The support fabric of the part is great. Today, Melissa, a dog walker was telling me that people need to vent. I sometimes forget that since all day that's what I do....let people vent. So, when I go to dog park...sometimes it is hard for me...since it is my therapy.Today a paramore showed up at dog park, surprising his amore. T and M were united when T wandered in from his second job. M said that she thought very highly of him on their first date when T picked up after her dog's droppings. Now that is what all the women on the shade bench decided was a very admirable quality in a man. The dog usual suspects seem to know all the human usual suspects. Kind of fun that way....it is like a tribe of dogs and humans. Kinda cool, actually, massively cool. The dogs bring so much love and pleasure to we humans.I met a lady later on at dp who was much chagrinned to admit she had gotten her dog at a pet store in the suburbs. If I had gotten a dog 15 years ago, I would have thought nothing of it. I grew up in the generation of "How Much is that Doggie in the Window" song. So, the lady said she was lucky that her dog was healthy, but no doubt a puppy mill dog. She said she would not make the same mistake twice. I would have made the same mistake in years passed. I looked at my Jordan who rescued me and thought how lucky I am.I thought about Buster who has gone over the Rainbow Bridge this passed year. I think that where he is, he is forever young and happy and healthy and has unlimited rubber bouncy balls...the kind you fetch.That's all she wrote. Roe
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Today Is Another Day...thankfully
Hello y'all;We had it made in the shade today. It was a perfect Chicago summer day...not too hot, but a beautiful blue skies day and nary a cloud to be seen. The shade bench had all the usual suspects and one who was there yesterday whom I had forgotten to mention: that is Chimichura and her human. The topics were all about Arizona laws, bike riding laws and new dogs: a second Murphy Mystery Dog came to dp. Murphy looks like a cross between a Bernaise Highlander, sheperd, and perhaps Rotty with a hint of Borzoi. Murphy is a sweet boy and big too. He is about 100 pounds and tall. So, welcome to him. Hope to see him again soon.The support fabric of the part is great. Today, Melissa, a dog walker was telling me that people need to vent. I sometimes forget that since all day that's what I do....let people vent. So, when I go to dog park...sometimes it is hard for me...since it is my therapy.Today a paramore showed up at dog park, surprising his amore. T and M were united when T wandered in from his second job. M said that she thought very highly of him on their first date when T picked up after her dog's droppings. Now that is what all the women on the shade bench decided was a very admirable quality in a man. The dog usual suspects seem to know all the human usual suspects. Kind of fun that way....it is like a tribe of dogs and humans. Kinda cool, actually, massively cool. The dogs bring so much love and pleasure to we humans.I met a lady later on at dp who was much chagrinned to admit she had gotten her dog at a pet store in the suburbs. If I had gotten a dog 15 years ago, I would have thought nothing of it. I grew up in the generation of "How Much is that Doggie in the Window" song. So, the lady said she was lucky that her dog was healthy, but no doubt a puppy mill dog. She said she would not make the same mistake twice. I would have made the same mistake in years passed. I looked at my Jordan who rescued me and thought how lucky I am.I thought about Buster who has gone over the Rainbow Bridge this passed year. I think that where he is, he is forever young and happy and healthy and has unlimited rubber bouncy balls...the kind you fetch.That's all she wrote. Roe
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DOG CINCO DE MAYO Vol 1, #4
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
DOG CINCO DE MAYO Vol 1, #4
Hello Doggie lovers,Today, some celebrate cinco de mayo. Not at dog park. We celebrated dogs and heard a true story of the lothario (who objected to this sobriquet, insisting that he is not a malignant influence in the lives of women). So, perhaps a new nom de park: Romeo of Wiggly (Romeo for short). Anyway, this Romeo, told his tales of life in Santorini, days "stuck" in Amsterdam, Holland, with a friend who got his passport stolen. This tale sounded like an old fashioned Big Lebowski fest including Nihilists, pot, thugs and all. All they needed was "Bunny" the other Lebowski's sex o holic wife. Now that would be a story. But as Willie Shakespeare said, "All's well that ends well". And the whole kit and kaboodle ended up, not in Sweden, but in Munich. There are tell tales photos of this on Facebook... But, you will have to asks dp Romeo for his Facebook name and page if you want to view this. I heard that he, actually, jumped off a cliff in Greece to impress two girls. Duh...he got hurt. Yuck.Other than Romeo telling his tall tales about his wanton days in the outer suburbs of youth, park was pretty quiet this afternoon. I saw a few new pups: Lucy the weiner is definitley akeeper.The "Artful Dodger": aka, Leila, a Papillion, and what looks like a mini golden mix. Leila is acritter to be reckoned with. Sweet Leila is about one year old. I remember when she first appeared at dp. Everyone wanted to hold her. She has quite a personality and had all of the dogs today, worked up and chasing her at breakneck speeds around the park in circles. She looks like a little fox and runs like it too. Angus and Ollie were enrapt and chasing. But, they never caught the Artful Dodger.I went to dp around 7PM, but did not recognize, either dogs or humans. Mid-day has its advantages. The sun falls on the purple wonderful swimming pool and the dogs love it. Romeo figured out how to keep the water hose inside the pool and keep the water running. Very clever. How guy like.Froman has not been here recently. His human, John, named Froman after the sausage company name in Ferris Beuhler's Day Off. I think of sausage....hmmm.Christina's love life is cause for humans to circle around her to know the latest installment. Single humans seem to have love lives that spark interest in others. Vicarious is second best is my thought.So, that's all she wrote.Roe and Jordan
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DOG CINCO DE MAYO Vol 1, #4
Hello Doggie lovers,Today, some celebrate cinco de mayo. Not at dog park. We celebrated dogs and heard a true story of the lothario (who objected to this sobriquet, insisting that he is not a malignant influence in the lives of women). So, perhaps a new nom de park: Romeo of Wiggly (Romeo for short). Anyway, this Romeo, told his tales of life in Santorini, days "stuck" in Amsterdam, Holland, with a friend who got his passport stolen. This tale sounded like an old fashioned Big Lebowski fest including Nihilists, pot, thugs and all. All they needed was "Bunny" the other Lebowski's sex o holic wife. Now that would be a story. But as Willie Shakespeare said, "All's well that ends well". And the whole kit and kaboodle ended up, not in Sweden, but in Munich. There are tell tales photos of this on Facebook... But, you will have to asks dp Romeo for his Facebook name and page if you want to view this. I heard that he, actually, jumped off a cliff in Greece to impress two girls. Duh...he got hurt. Yuck.Other than Romeo telling his tall tales about his wanton days in the outer suburbs of youth, park was pretty quiet this afternoon. I saw a few new pups: Lucy the weiner is definitley akeeper.The "Artful Dodger": aka, Leila, a Papillion, and what looks like a mini golden mix. Leila is acritter to be reckoned with. Sweet Leila is about one year old. I remember when she first appeared at dp. Everyone wanted to hold her. She has quite a personality and had all of the dogs today, worked up and chasing her at breakneck speeds around the park in circles. She looks like a little fox and runs like it too. Angus and Ollie were enrapt and chasing. But, they never caught the Artful Dodger.I went to dp around 7PM, but did not recognize, either dogs or humans. Mid-day has its advantages. The sun falls on the purple wonderful swimming pool and the dogs love it. Romeo figured out how to keep the water hose inside the pool and keep the water running. Very clever. How guy like.Froman has not been here recently. His human, John, named Froman after the sausage company name in Ferris Beuhler's Day Off. I think of sausage....hmmm.Christina's love life is cause for humans to circle around her to know the latest installment. Single humans seem to have love lives that spark interest in others. Vicarious is second best is my thought.So, that's all she wrote.Roe and Jordan
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Sunday, July 4, 2010
HEAR THE ONE ABOUT GAMECOCKS IN SHADE?
Howdy, Dog Packies;
Well, a long holiday weekend in town means easy parking, no lines for restaurants and movies and an uncrowded dog park.
So, have you heard the one about three gamecocks sitting in the shade? Well, you are going to hear it now. No one wore their "Cocks" baseball caps, or tee shirts for that matter. But, today, quite by accident, there were in fact, three Gamecocks sitting in the shade. What is a Gamecock, you ask? It is the mascot for the University of South Carolina...the REAL and ONLY Carolina.
Not only were Dave and Laura alum, they were married there. This relevant because in many years in this city, until about 3 weeks ago, I had never met a Gamecock. I met Hal, the human for Bocefio and his Havanese brother, Hal is also a Gamecock. So, in x many years in Chicago, I have finally met a bunch of Cocks, as they are called. Now when I first went to that university, I had only heard that word in relation to dirty jokes. But in Carolina, in context it is just a nickname for the mascot: Cocky. It is all a matter of context. USC aka, U of Suit Case, because every weekend is a party away somewhere. Occasionally, I meet someone at dog park who has gone to U of Southern California. They claim, also, to be USC. I point out that we are not only the first USC (founded in 1801, yes that is correct, 1801) and that they are not only not the first, they are the non real USC. Occasionally I see someone wearing a blue Carolina tee shirt...(U of North Carolina) another not real Carolina. So, what happens when three Gamecocks are sitting in the shade??? Lots of happy memories and shared cultural amusements. By the way, their dog is a King Charles Cavalier named Winston Churchill. They, too , like history. Oh yes, and be sure to ask about PJ and Shag, James Brown and the War of Yankee Aggression.
I went to Hamlin Park last night, I met people who were very nice and said they did not like Wiggly because it was filled with people who are too full of themselves. I explained that there is a deeply devoted and disturbed following at Wiggly and that we, too, are not thrilled with the non-poop picker uppers and yups, too. I invited them. I met a Lime Tree Bloodhound from Chicago Canine rescue whose name was Cody #3. His human, Gino owns the dog friendly bar called Cody at the intersection of Barry and Paulina. They welcome us. A Lime Treee Bloodhound has longer ears, a lower body and a sweet disposition. This pure bred boy came from the aforementioned rescue in Chicago. He was playing with Jordan, Izzy, Guiness and Deliloh. Deliloh is a golden chow mix from rescue. He was initially named Delilah, but upon closer inspection,
this cute girl dog was sporting a johnson, also known as, "fully packaged." Hmmm. So, Delilah became Deliloh. Whatever his/her preference this dog is a keeper. In fact, they have rescued three...constant three dog night.
Hope to see you all tomorrow.
That's all she wrote. Roe
Well, a long holiday weekend in town means easy parking, no lines for restaurants and movies and an uncrowded dog park.
So, have you heard the one about three gamecocks sitting in the shade? Well, you are going to hear it now. No one wore their "Cocks" baseball caps, or tee shirts for that matter. But, today, quite by accident, there were in fact, three Gamecocks sitting in the shade. What is a Gamecock, you ask? It is the mascot for the University of South Carolina...the REAL and ONLY Carolina.
Not only were Dave and Laura alum, they were married there. This relevant because in many years in this city, until about 3 weeks ago, I had never met a Gamecock. I met Hal, the human for Bocefio and his Havanese brother, Hal is also a Gamecock. So, in x many years in Chicago, I have finally met a bunch of Cocks, as they are called. Now when I first went to that university, I had only heard that word in relation to dirty jokes. But in Carolina, in context it is just a nickname for the mascot: Cocky. It is all a matter of context. USC aka, U of Suit Case, because every weekend is a party away somewhere. Occasionally, I meet someone at dog park who has gone to U of Southern California. They claim, also, to be USC. I point out that we are not only the first USC (founded in 1801, yes that is correct, 1801) and that they are not only not the first, they are the non real USC. Occasionally I see someone wearing a blue Carolina tee shirt...(U of North Carolina) another not real Carolina. So, what happens when three Gamecocks are sitting in the shade??? Lots of happy memories and shared cultural amusements. By the way, their dog is a King Charles Cavalier named Winston Churchill. They, too , like history. Oh yes, and be sure to ask about PJ and Shag, James Brown and the War of Yankee Aggression.
I went to Hamlin Park last night, I met people who were very nice and said they did not like Wiggly because it was filled with people who are too full of themselves. I explained that there is a deeply devoted and disturbed following at Wiggly and that we, too, are not thrilled with the non-poop picker uppers and yups, too. I invited them. I met a Lime Tree Bloodhound from Chicago Canine rescue whose name was Cody #3. His human, Gino owns the dog friendly bar called Cody at the intersection of Barry and Paulina. They welcome us. A Lime Treee Bloodhound has longer ears, a lower body and a sweet disposition. This pure bred boy came from the aforementioned rescue in Chicago. He was playing with Jordan, Izzy, Guiness and Deliloh. Deliloh is a golden chow mix from rescue. He was initially named Delilah, but upon closer inspection,
this cute girl dog was sporting a johnson, also known as, "fully packaged." Hmmm. So, Delilah became Deliloh. Whatever his/her preference this dog is a keeper. In fact, they have rescued three...constant three dog night.
Hope to see you all tomorrow.
That's all she wrote. Roe
Thursday, July 1, 2010
RETURN OF DOG BLOG...
Hello,
It has been awhile since I have posted. Got tired trying to remember all dog names and stories. So, I took a break. I will write more about whatever freely flows from my literary psyche.
Today, Cheryl was the Mistress of Poo. She cleaned and cleaned up the doo-doo. She, also, repeatedly cleaned out the pools. The usual suspects hovered around the sunny bench and Gary, of course, freshly back from Juneau, Alaska; where he was doing his census work. That fact is per John. My legs get longer all the time from all of the pulling. A recommendation for dealing with Gary: If he says, A...you say B. If he says, B...you say A. He is always the Devil's adovate. When is not at dog park or taking the census in Alaska, perhaps, he should go to Law School....argumentative nature.
It was nice in the shade today. But, then it got cold. So, off to the sun. John and Froman showed up today. I didn't realize that they live in the South Loop, yet when possible come to dog park. Says alot about us. Anyway, it was nice to see the both of them. They are currently on their way to the Upper Peninsula. Have a nice 4th. Canoe-ing down a river. Sounds like fun. I don't know if Froman is going to paddle...doggie or otherwise. If you don't know where the name Froman came from it is that John used to work for Froman sausage company.
Mr. Puff the Magic Husky was having a great time today around the pool. He was playing with another husky whose name doesn't come at the moment. Don't be offended...I like mostly all of the dogs. I even like one that no one likes. I usually support and underdog. I have heard that one dog lives in a van. I hope this is not so. It could make one irritable.
A weinermaner, age 11 years, was in the shady part of dog park today. She had been rescued some time ago. He was not considered show quality of his litter. Reportedly, the breeder just gave her to some people who kept her tied up all day in a garage. At least, after awhile, these owners gave her to a weimer-rescue where she found her forever home. It always makes me want to get another dog. But...I must restrain myself.
Maureen showed up today. It was great to see her. Promise was having a nice time playing around with another lab. The things I learned at dog park. If you want to sell your home, get a real estate license and then save thousands on brokers fees. The housing market sucks. People seem to be getting some jobs. The economy is not booming. I sold my BP stock. Sorry, do still speak to me. I had it before the meltdown. People do not speak of the meltdown...it is too much to consider.
Dog park therapy is great and free. The people are for the most part amenable to speaking, listening and being humorous. John and Gary definitely get the pulling of legs awards. My favorite was last year when Gary told me one of the humans at the park fed his dog a live chicken for the dog's birthday. I believed him and was appalled that this human would commit animal cruelty to a chicken. Turns out that Gary was very much pulling my leg. So, do NOT worry, no one fed a chicken to their dog for the dog birthday.
Hello to Aegus (named after a king..Ireland or Scotland...one of those countries, as opposed to the countries where women live in burkas)...That comment has pc meaning. Since I once referred to burka wearing zones, as "one of those countries". I was then promptly chastised for being non-pc. Guess what, I am non-pc.
What else...The Fourth of July. Usually, I spend that in the Finger Lakes...this year I will be here. In 1996, I was at a conference in Amsterdam speaking with a British doctor. I mused that this was the first time I missed the Fourth of July. He, in a bit of Brit fashion (ie, snide) said,
"Is it really such a big deal?" I thought for a moment and answered that, "if it were not for the Fourth of July, he and I would now be having this conversation in German." He was properly humble in his agreement...."I suppose so".
That's all she wrote. Roe
It has been awhile since I have posted. Got tired trying to remember all dog names and stories. So, I took a break. I will write more about whatever freely flows from my literary psyche.
Today, Cheryl was the Mistress of Poo. She cleaned and cleaned up the doo-doo. She, also, repeatedly cleaned out the pools. The usual suspects hovered around the sunny bench and Gary, of course, freshly back from Juneau, Alaska; where he was doing his census work. That fact is per John. My legs get longer all the time from all of the pulling. A recommendation for dealing with Gary: If he says, A...you say B. If he says, B...you say A. He is always the Devil's adovate. When is not at dog park or taking the census in Alaska, perhaps, he should go to Law School....argumentative nature.
It was nice in the shade today. But, then it got cold. So, off to the sun. John and Froman showed up today. I didn't realize that they live in the South Loop, yet when possible come to dog park. Says alot about us. Anyway, it was nice to see the both of them. They are currently on their way to the Upper Peninsula. Have a nice 4th. Canoe-ing down a river. Sounds like fun. I don't know if Froman is going to paddle...doggie or otherwise. If you don't know where the name Froman came from it is that John used to work for Froman sausage company.
Mr. Puff the Magic Husky was having a great time today around the pool. He was playing with another husky whose name doesn't come at the moment. Don't be offended...I like mostly all of the dogs. I even like one that no one likes. I usually support and underdog. I have heard that one dog lives in a van. I hope this is not so. It could make one irritable.
A weinermaner, age 11 years, was in the shady part of dog park today. She had been rescued some time ago. He was not considered show quality of his litter. Reportedly, the breeder just gave her to some people who kept her tied up all day in a garage. At least, after awhile, these owners gave her to a weimer-rescue where she found her forever home. It always makes me want to get another dog. But...I must restrain myself.
Maureen showed up today. It was great to see her. Promise was having a nice time playing around with another lab. The things I learned at dog park. If you want to sell your home, get a real estate license and then save thousands on brokers fees. The housing market sucks. People seem to be getting some jobs. The economy is not booming. I sold my BP stock. Sorry, do still speak to me. I had it before the meltdown. People do not speak of the meltdown...it is too much to consider.
Dog park therapy is great and free. The people are for the most part amenable to speaking, listening and being humorous. John and Gary definitely get the pulling of legs awards. My favorite was last year when Gary told me one of the humans at the park fed his dog a live chicken for the dog's birthday. I believed him and was appalled that this human would commit animal cruelty to a chicken. Turns out that Gary was very much pulling my leg. So, do NOT worry, no one fed a chicken to their dog for the dog birthday.
Hello to Aegus (named after a king..Ireland or Scotland...one of those countries, as opposed to the countries where women live in burkas)...That comment has pc meaning. Since I once referred to burka wearing zones, as "one of those countries". I was then promptly chastised for being non-pc. Guess what, I am non-pc.
What else...The Fourth of July. Usually, I spend that in the Finger Lakes...this year I will be here. In 1996, I was at a conference in Amsterdam speaking with a British doctor. I mused that this was the first time I missed the Fourth of July. He, in a bit of Brit fashion (ie, snide) said,
"Is it really such a big deal?" I thought for a moment and answered that, "if it were not for the Fourth of July, he and I would now be having this conversation in German." He was properly humble in his agreement...."I suppose so".
That's all she wrote. Roe
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