out with a blog
i've decided to end ths the way it started.
about my dog.
she's still around. still crazy. but every bit as loving.
plus, she's responsible for sarah even talking to me after the first time we met. so i owe her big time.
and now, we're adding to the chapman hounds. thursday, sarah and i bought this little guy.
he's a siberian husky.
i grew up with an alaskan malamute as one of my best friends. that dog could out drink anyone in a soda drinking contest and had the best dog burps of any canine i've encountered yet.
so it'll feel like home with a husky around.
tonight we bought his food dish and a dog whistle. by the way, don't ever waste your money on a dog whistle. you can still hear it. it's not inaudible like in the movies.
it is very audible and very annoying.
i could post some cheesy blog about being loyal like a dog. or make jokes about fleas. or make a list of the reasons that dogs have it so good.
but i won't.
i just wanted to end this on the same note i started off with. (did you notice i still used capital letters in my first post? weird.)
i still want to be like millie. i think anger is one of the emotions i understand the least. i don't know why we would be given anger. it hardly feels like anything positive. it causes mental and physical anguish. been to blame for starting wars and riots. it's such a problem that sometimes people have to take classes to understand how to control it.
definitely my least favorite emotions. (or HEmotions if you're t.d. jakes)
when my blogging days are revived, i hope to be less angry and more focused. focused on what, i haven't quite decided. maybe i should focus on decision-making...
and just to justify that i'm not crazy for wanting to be more like my dog, i leave you with this quote.
"In order to really enjoy a dog, one doesn't merely try to train him to be semihuman. The point of it is to open oneself to the possibility of becoming partly a dog." - Edward Hoagland
about my dog.
she's still around. still crazy. but every bit as loving.
plus, she's responsible for sarah even talking to me after the first time we met. so i owe her big time.
and now, we're adding to the chapman hounds. thursday, sarah and i bought this little guy.
he's a siberian husky.
i grew up with an alaskan malamute as one of my best friends. that dog could out drink anyone in a soda drinking contest and had the best dog burps of any canine i've encountered yet.
so it'll feel like home with a husky around.
tonight we bought his food dish and a dog whistle. by the way, don't ever waste your money on a dog whistle. you can still hear it. it's not inaudible like in the movies.
it is very audible and very annoying.
i could post some cheesy blog about being loyal like a dog. or make jokes about fleas. or make a list of the reasons that dogs have it so good.
but i won't.
i just wanted to end this on the same note i started off with. (did you notice i still used capital letters in my first post? weird.)
i still want to be like millie. i think anger is one of the emotions i understand the least. i don't know why we would be given anger. it hardly feels like anything positive. it causes mental and physical anguish. been to blame for starting wars and riots. it's such a problem that sometimes people have to take classes to understand how to control it.
definitely my least favorite emotions. (or HEmotions if you're t.d. jakes)
when my blogging days are revived, i hope to be less angry and more focused. focused on what, i haven't quite decided. maybe i should focus on decision-making...
and just to justify that i'm not crazy for wanting to be more like my dog, i leave you with this quote.
"In order to really enjoy a dog, one doesn't merely try to train him to be semihuman. The point of it is to open oneself to the possibility of becoming partly a dog." - Edward Hoagland