Allison snagged RileySue this morning and took her to see her grandparents. It's cold and lonely in the back yard today. Mom keeps calling me to come in the house with her and Dad, but I just want to sleep. She says she's worried about me ignoring her like that. (What? Me ignore Mom? I never ignore her at dinner time!).
Last night when she got home I had disappeared into the basement. She couldn't find me.
No, I wasn't playing hide-n-seek, I was snoring behind the bathroom door. The older I get the less I can take heat and noise. My Dad snores, (so do I- together we sound like an orchestra of water buffalo), and it just gets too hot so I hibernate downstairs.
One time she panicked when she couldn't find me and thought I had sneaked out under the garage door and went for a walk by myself. Actually, I got stuck behind the bedroom door that had slammed and I didn't have fingers to open it. And I couldn't quite reach it with my teeth.She finally found me, but I had a couple of panicked moments myself.
And so I hibernate wherever I can find a quiet, cool place. But don't worry, when it's time for dinner, my doggy senses are like alarm clocks for humans. I'll be right there, Mom!
Red Dog
Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Presidents and Pets
For a couple of centuries now, the United States has had dogs in the White House. Most Presidents have had them, a few had cats (no accounting for taste). But pet lovers they have been. One President even had a Newfoundland- now THAT was a "ginormous slathering dog" as the commercial goes. We're better than most ordinary ambassadors.A pet here, a treat there, people for the most part like us a lot. (If we're trained of course).
I heard a disconcerting story this morning on the TV. Mitt Romney supposedly took a 5 hour car trip and made his dog ride in a carrier ON THE ROOF OF HIS CAR back in 1983. What was he thinking? Then when the dog had an accident (I'd have had one too being separated from my owners), he just took it out hosed it off and put it back on the roof of the car.
Now it IS election year, and people are prone to spread stories all over the place. And until the guy confesses or explains himself, we might take it with a grain of salt. But if it's true, he is a problem. It would mean that he does not have a compassionate bone in his body. IF he can treat an animal like that, what does it mean for people?
I heard a disconcerting story this morning on the TV. Mitt Romney supposedly took a 5 hour car trip and made his dog ride in a carrier ON THE ROOF OF HIS CAR back in 1983. What was he thinking? Then when the dog had an accident (I'd have had one too being separated from my owners), he just took it out hosed it off and put it back on the roof of the car.
Now it IS election year, and people are prone to spread stories all over the place. And until the guy confesses or explains himself, we might take it with a grain of salt. But if it's true, he is a problem. It would mean that he does not have a compassionate bone in his body. IF he can treat an animal like that, what does it mean for people?
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