July 19, 2014
“Dog people are good people.”
This clip from Late Show with David Letterman has been circling around the Interwebs today and made me laugh.
Of course it did. It’s a classic Stupid Pet Trick.
Now…didn’t that do you some good?
This dog loves his fan almost as much as my pup.
After every warm-weather walk, Rory Dog lies down right in front of the small circular fan I have in the corner of the living room. No standing or ear flapping for him; we’re talking flat on his belly, legs splayed out behind him like a turkey prepped for stuffing.
Ya gotta love dogs — I certainly do love mine!
In my dog-centric home, I consider my dog Rory’s dignity job one.
No Halloween costumes. No outfits that don’t serve a purpose (i.e., keeping out the cold or rain). And I have a zero tolerance policy for anyone or anything that disrespects my dog.
But Rory, if you were a girl, I might have to try this out (if only in the privacy of our own home).
Yesterday when Rory and I began our afternoon walk, the sun was shining bright and warmed the air. Ten minutes later, the sky was dark and threatening, and I was freezing.
The biggest problem this presented was in my choice of prescription sunglasses. Once the clouds gathered, it was really too dark to wear them. But if I took them off, I would be blind — literally — depending only on my trusty eighteen-pound guide dog to get us back home.
So I did…just to see what it would be like.
The city was definitely blurry. The colors more muted, too. And while I might have expected the sounds to be louder, instead I felt more isolated. But when people passed, I didn’t have to worry if they were making eye contact with me.
It is New York City, after all.
To give you an idea of what I saw, here is a representative view of a tulip garden I passed.
I know, I know — I’m late writing anything for the blog today.
I’ve had to write a bunch of stuff for work.
My dog meets the darnedest people on our daily walks.
Exhibit A: Young Lady, Upper West Side.
She looked pleasant and sunny and harmless. Rory used his classic curl-around-your-legs-like-a-cat maneuver that no one can resist. She immediately plopped down on the sidewalk, and they began to cuddle.
After a couple of minutes of this instant friendship, Rory was ready to move on, the corner dog store in his sights.
“Ants?” I hadn’t noticed any. “Well, I’m glad he didn’t. Not sure how those would have gone down.”
“I’ve eaten ants before,” she said with a small smile. “They taste like lemon. That’s probably why your dog wasn’t interested.”
Probably. And now we all know.
I have been an AMC Stubs member for three years.
During that time, I have spent $24 in membership fees. (The first year was free.) For that price, I have saved $274 on tickets, concessions and ticketing fees.
So yeah, it’s kinda worth it.
But look at what else AMC is going to give me — Carla, AMC Stubs member — when I go to see Mr. Peabody & Sherman in 3D!
An authentic bow tie and glasses!
I know this is intended to appeal to the kids in the audience, but clearly I have never grown up.