To begin with I want to say a few words about Caitlyn. She/it has been all over the lib news and TV whoopee circuit. Who knows, he/she may even become Time Magazine’s It Of The Year. I could swear I saw Caitlyn in a Loreal commercial. She also got a national award on a televised gala. Bruce/Cait accomplished all of this attention by growing his hair long and having his nuts removed. Hell, I should’ve gotten an award like this after my third divorce!
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My dog Buddy and I walk almost every day of the week, weather permitting. He's a Schnauzer. He was supposed to be a miniature and he came from tiny origins. At 15 weeks he weighed only three and a half pounds. Today, with our regimen he weighs 31 pounds. We walk a pretty good distance. This Schnauzer must have an enlarged section of his brain. The part that facilitates attitude and focus. He also must have a very large bladder—around a gallon, give or take.
On our journey there must be at least 25 telephone poles, a like number of street signs, and any number of trees and sundry other uprights that have the invisible notice to dogs: “Pee here, make new friends, and leave territorial messages.” The maximum walk distance of three miles should take us 54 minutes ( That’s my best time dragging him on a compressed beer flat). By the time we do this on his terms the duration can be 65 to 80 minutes. I do get the same cardio results in either case. Fifteen stops to poop and wee with aggravated blood pressure or the desired method of exercise and the resulting benefits with no mental stress. Either way when we both finish, panting and flushed, he wants to fist pump and do a little dance. I want to sit down. On the front stoop. Now.
I was wondering the other day what other dogs must think about the trail phantom who leaves fresh markers over such a daunting distance nearly every day. Big dogs, especially, have got to feel threatened knowing their own urinary capacity and then encountering a truly “big dog” whose territorial ambitions are so far flung. I have tried to explain to Buddy who has a “hulk complex” to begin with, that he is winning the psyche battle and in fact is a very large dog in the minds of his canine contemporaries. I think the argument about walking for benefits versus him doing what the hell he pleases is beyond his conscious ability to deal with. Or maybe he knows more about this than I do, to start with. I could accept that if he was a female. Ummmm, well he is neutered. Anyway . . .
Hot Air Explained
Personally, I'm gettin' a craw full of "The Donald". However, This piece sheds light on this nuisance and is a good read if a little long:
Matt Bai on Trump the megalomania showman
Weak knees and Planned Parenthood Funding
Another good read on a sickening subject that needs more than political conversation:
“'It just troubles me that you would sell body parts. It just makes no sense to me,” Bush, the former governor of Florida,said last week during a tour of a pregnancy center in South Carolina. “Congress has every right to investigate these abuses.”
From Susan: " it's not about who is real to your face its about who stays real behind your back ! "
Some exit licks :
Georgia sea islands Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Have a great weekend. that's Enuff Said.
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