On Jun 2, 9:24*pm, "modom (palindrome guy)" > wrote:
> D's away at a summer institute at Ohio State. *Has been for almost a
> week. *There's nobody to talk to around here till she gets back next
> week. *Jeeze, I've been married a long time and it's starting to show.
>
> The dogs are following me around like I'm the canine messiah. *I guess
> it's because I'm marginally smarter than they are and I feed them. *If
> they had opposable thumbs, it would be a different story. *Lefty, the
> long haired dachshund, barfed twice this afternoon and his breath
> reeks of something dead he got into out back. *I haven't found the
> dead something yet. *He might have eaten all of it. *He's going to
> want to sleep with me tonight. *The souls of the dammed in the furnace
> of hell want glasses of iced tea, too.
>
> So I'm making dinner tonight, trying not to think about doing the
> dog-towel laundry that must be done, and Lefty's at my feet, waiting
> for stuff to fall so he can scarf it. *Dogs. *Anyhow, he gags once.
> Twice. *Thrice. *I'm saying to him: "It's the dead shit you ate. Don't
> eat dead shit." *Saying it like he comprehends more English than
> "dinner" and "outside," and "where's your baby?" *Well he does get
> "Drop it!" *When he's in the mood to. *But admonitions about proper
> dietary considerations and eating dead shit aren't ever going to have
> any behavioral effects. *His wee brain ain't wired robustly enough for
> that.
>
If my life were as you described above, I would consider it Hell on
Earth.
God, why anyone would allow one of those filthy, stinking animals
inside their house, I don't know. Like you said, they'll eat carrion,
then breathe in your face, and expect to sllep with you. They're so
disgusting that many will happily chow down on cat shit.

> --
> modom

--Bryan