Monday, January 27, 2014
Rocking Chair Journey: Dandy's Yogg
Rocking Chair Journey: Dandy's Yogg: Some Days are Real Bummers. Woof, woof. I hate to say this folks, but things need to improve around here. I know, I know, I have this...
Dandy's Yogg Today is a bummer
Some Days are Real Bummers.
Woof, woof.
I hate to say this folks, but things need to improve around here. I know, I know, I have this long couch all to myself– I even have pillows to prop up on, and I have my own place to eat (with no more sneaky cats around, trying to steal from me), and I have a basket full of toys right here by my couch.
The trouble is the food. Have you ever tried eating the same thing day after day? The exact same thing. Well, my lady says she has–something she calls broccoli, but that was just for a short time, Anyway, try eating stew when the aroma of enchiladas fill the air? This is dog food stew, mine you! I'll admit that I thought it was pretty good last year, but . . .oh never mind. Just compare that same old stew to barbecue, or bacon and eggs frying!
I love that bacon. I could hardly believe my luck when a friend brought a little sack of chunks of something that smelled just like bacon. I was intending to tear into that bag, but my lady put it all into a jar and sealed it up tight.So next she rations it out a chunk per day.They're little chunks, too, but the best thing I've ever eaten–kinda chewy but not tough.
Anyway, things have ben going pretty well with my one-a-days, and the few bites of human food I manage to beg for, but last night when I got a little impatient for my treat, there wasn't any. I begged, I stuck my paw out in my way of saying 'please', I pointed my nose toward the table where the jar of goodies is stored–I even got half-way into my lady's lap before I realized what I was doing, (I don't do stuff like kissys or cuddling, ya know).
Well, My lady told me the jar was empty, but I just didn't believe her. I could smell my treats and I was sure they were there somewhere. She held her hands out, like she does when she she says 'no more', and I still couldn't believe her, so she shows me the jar and took the lid off and tossed the jar on the couch for me to see for myself.
I think she was a little provoked with me, but I didn't care. I just went to work
on that good smelling jar.
That's really a tough jar. I thought I could tear anything apart, but I chewed and chewed on it, and it still looks like a jar. Still smells like bacon, too!
Maybe if I'm especially good she'll get another bag go those treats.
Woof, woof.
DANDY
I hate to say this folks, but things need to improve around here. I know, I know, I have this long couch all to myself– I even have pillows to prop up on, and I have my own place to eat (with no more sneaky cats around, trying to steal from me), and I have a basket full of toys right here by my couch.
The trouble is the food. Have you ever tried eating the same thing day after day? The exact same thing. Well, my lady says she has–something she calls broccoli, but that was just for a short time, Anyway, try eating stew when the aroma of enchiladas fill the air? This is dog food stew, mine you! I'll admit that I thought it was pretty good last year, but . . .oh never mind. Just compare that same old stew to barbecue, or bacon and eggs frying!
I love that bacon. I could hardly believe my luck when a friend brought a little sack of chunks of something that smelled just like bacon. I was intending to tear into that bag, but my lady put it all into a jar and sealed it up tight.So next she rations it out a chunk per day.They're little chunks, too, but the best thing I've ever eaten–kinda chewy but not tough.
Anyway, things have ben going pretty well with my one-a-days, and the few bites of human food I manage to beg for, but last night when I got a little impatient for my treat, there wasn't any. I begged, I stuck my paw out in my way of saying 'please', I pointed my nose toward the table where the jar of goodies is stored–I even got half-way into my lady's lap before I realized what I was doing, (I don't do stuff like kissys or cuddling, ya know).
Well, My lady told me the jar was empty, but I just didn't believe her. I could smell my treats and I was sure they were there somewhere. She held her hands out, like she does when she she says 'no more', and I still couldn't believe her, so she shows me the jar and took the lid off and tossed the jar on the couch for me to see for myself.I think she was a little provoked with me, but I didn't care. I just went to work
on that good smelling jar.
That's really a tough jar. I thought I could tear anything apart, but I chewed and chewed on it, and it still looks like a jar. Still smells like bacon, too!Woof, woof.
Laugh a Little
Long ago, a friend sent me this group of aphorisms.
.These have been around for years, but they're worth reading again.
1. The nicest thing about the future is that it always starts
.These have been around for years, but they're worth reading again.
1. The nicest thing about the future is that it always starts
tomorrow.
2. Money
will buy a fine dog, but only kindness will make him wag
his tail.
3. If you
don't have a sense of humor, you probably don't have any
sense at all.
4. Seat
belts are not as confining as wheelchairs.
5. A good
time to keep your mouth shut is when you're in deep water.
6. How come
it takes so little time for a child who is afraid of the
dark to become a teenager who wants to stay out
all night?
7. Business
conventions are important because they demonstrate how
many people a company can operate without.
8. Why is it
that at class reunions you feel younger than everyone
else looks?
9. Scratch a
cat and you will have a permanent job.
10. No one
has more driving ambition than the teenage boy who wants
to buy a car.
11. There
are no new sins; the old ones just get more publicity.
12. There
are worse things than getting a call for a wrong number at
4 a.m. - like, it could be the right number.
13. No one
ever says "It's only a game" when their team is winning.
** 14. I've
reached the age where 'happy hour' is a nap.
15. Be
careful about reading the fine print--there's no way you're
going to like it.
16. The
trouble with bucket seats is that not everybody has the same
size bucket.
17. Do you
realize that, in about 40 years, we'll have thousands of
old ladies running around with tattoos?
18. Money
can't buy happiness -- but somehow it's more comfortable
to cry in a Cadillac than in a Yugo.
19. After
60, if you don't wake up aching in every joint, you're
probably dead.
20. Always
be yourself because the people that matter don't mind . .
. and the ones that mind don't matter.
21. Life
isn't tied with a bow -- but it's still a gift.
REMEMBER....
"POLITICIANS AND DIAPERS SHOULD BE CHANGED OFTEN AND FOR THE SAME
REASON."