The wife and I are wanting to move, we have a house all picked out that we feel we might be able to afford. But we cannot get the dog to move out of it. So here we are, another post in the waining dog days’ of summer. You know when you stop to think and consider the ramifications, and believe it or not, the benefits of the canine world, it isn’t all that bad.
My dog sleeps about 20 hours a day. He has his food prepared for him. He can eat whenever he wants. His meals are provided at no cost to him.
He visits the Doctor once a year for his checkup, and again during the year if any medical needs arise. No one sends him a bill and he does not have to meet his co-pay deductible. For this he pays nothing, and nothing is required of him.
He lives in a nice neighborhood in a house that is much larger than he needs, but he is not required to do any upkeep. He makes no contribution to the running or maintenance of the house. If he makes a mess, someone else cleans it up. He has his choice of luxurious places to sleep. He receives these accommodations absolutely free.
He is living like a King, and has absolutely no expenses whatsoever. All of his costs are picked up by others who go out, work hard, and earn a living every day. I was just thinking about all this, and suddenly it hit me like a brick in the head.
I think my dog is an IMMIGRANT
One last closing thought. I owe a lot to my dog, he got me thru the tenth grade in high-school. More than once, when asked to produce a paper or a theme, I would shrug my shoulders and reply …. The dog ate my homework Mrs. McGee.
And somehow, it always seemed to work.
Thanks to Al in KC for the dog email.
Michael Clark Duncan the Gentle Giant in the movie “The Green Mile” died over the Labor Day Weekend. This huge, 315lb man will be missed, he was a moving force in the entertainment industry. Michael was 54 years old. You can read more about it here.