So Simple A Dog Understands

Don’t you just LOVE Martha contemplating the meaning of life?
How true these words are!

Mitigating Chaos

Thought for the Day.

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I’ve been sick and NEEDED a doctor. 
I’ve encountered trouble and NEEDED a police officer.
I’ve lived through times of war when our nation NEEDED our military.
I’ve NEEDED a farmer 3 times a day.
I have even NEEDED an auto mechanic, a plumber, a house painter and a lot of other everyday people.
But I have NEVER, not even once, NEEDED a pro athlete or Hollywood entertainer for ANYTHING,
So simple a dog can understand it.
Thanks, Carla.

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Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 16/09/2018

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Helen has given the theme of “glass” for this week’s SLS. You can find all the choices of great music here.

My immediate thought was Blondie’s “Heart of Glass” and, sure enough, there have been a few who chose that.

Trying not to go for the obvious choices, I consulted my good friend Ms Google. She came up with some marvellous music, a lot of which I have never heard before. Many of the artists were new to me too.

Just goes to show that you can teach an old dog new tricks!

I’ve chosen a song by George Strait, who is known as “King of Country”. This title belies the fact that, although he is unknown in large areas of the world, he has had more number one songs than any other artist in any genre of music!

The refrain could be a metaphor for the times we are living in today:

Where do you stand?
What’s your point of view?
I guess it all depends on
Which side of the glass 
you’re looking through

I do hope you enjoy this:


Which Side of the Glass

George Strait

In a second story window framed in lace
There she is again
Sitting staring into space
Thinking back to better days
Dealin’ with the pain
Some folks think it’s teardrops. Me, 
I think it’s rain

And there it is, the cold hard truth
So plain to see 
The living proof
Where do you stand?
What’s your point of view?
I guess it all depends on
Which side of the glass 
you’re looking through

Beneath a neon chandelier
He leans on polished oak
And orders one more whiskey
Lights another smoke
He shivers at the memory 
And trembles as he stirs
Some folks think it’s him
But me, I think it’s her

And there it is the cold hard truth
So plain to see 
The living proof
Where do you stand?
What’s your point of view?
I guess it all depends on
Which side of the glass 
you’re looking through

I turn towards the mirror
It’s time to face the facts
Looking for the reason
You’re not ever coming back

And there it is the cold hard truth
So plain to see 
The living proof
Where do you stand?
What’s your point of view?
I guess it all depends on
Which side of the glass 
you’re looking through

Oh, I guess it all depends on 
Which side of the glass
You’re looking through

Songwriters: Dana Hunt Oglesby / Fred Knobloch

Which Side of the Glass lyrics © Words & Music A Div Of Big Deal Music LLC

Twittering Tale #99 – 28 August 2018

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

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Prompt photo by Conquero at Pixabay.com

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

The hunt

I really think I’ve cracked it now.

Even though I say so myself, the form of the horses is quite superb.
My painting is almost like a photograph.
I’m really pleased with the result!

It’s such a pity that I can’t paint human figures, or dogs, or saddles, reins, or stirrups.

Tally Ho!

(280 characters)

The fly.

A fly came in and flew around, he buzzed this way and that.

It caused near apoplexy for my parrot and my cat.

My parrot said, “now bugger off”, my cat spoke not at all,

She was too busy flying round and bouncing off the wall.

 

My parrot said “I did not know that you could really fly.”

The fly, misunderstanding, said, “it’s just how I get by!”

The cat, meanwhile, was leaping up and down across the room.

The fly was sure to get caught soon and then would meet its doom.

 

I thought that I could help things out, and maybe swat the fly.

The parrot squawked, and grabbed the cat, and said “here let me try.”

The fur was flying all around, the cushions were all scattered;

The dogs walked in and chased  the bird, and fly, and cat, all tattered.

 

Now, dogs, and cat, and bird, and fly, were chasing round and round.

It made me oh so giddy that I fell down to the ground.

I tumbled round and round and round, and slowly I arose,

when very much, to my surprise, the fly flew up my nose!

 

Very soon the cat arrived, determined to give chase.

She tried her best to catch the fly but merely scratched my face.

The cat was closely followed by the dogs, and then the bird;

The situation really was becoming most absurd!

 

The outcome of this saga was determined by my wife.

She smacked me on the nose, and thus she ended all the strife.

The fly was done, it was no more, all thanks to our dear mummy;

I sniffed, and swallowed; down it went, it ended in my tummy!

Take a tip from Honey

31949396_1767087253337256_2449846145887764480_nMy niece lives on the Scottish coast, close to Edinburgh. She’s into ultra running, coaches and lectures on women’s health and fitness, and borrows this beautiful hound to accompany her on her runs. She served in the Army Reserve and did a tour in Afghanistan. I thought I would share the view, and her positive thought below.

Honey doesn’t give a shit if you missed your gym workout today, or even if you haven’t been for the last 2 weeks.
She’s waiting for you to make the next move, right now.
The only thing she’s concerned about is what’s happening right now, in this moment.
I think we can all learn something from Honey 😁🐾

Special Bonds

Spare a few minutes to view this delightful story posted by Bridget, The happy Quitter. Smiles guaranteed, oohs and aahs are optional!

The happy Quitter!

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Animals never fail to surprise me. I work in animal rescue for many years, and always when I think I have seen it all, along comes a story that touches my heart and makes me smile for days.

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Snickers Talks With God

Listen to Snickers. He makes a great deal of sense, probably more than any human!

Mitigating Chaos

Snickers goes “Stream of Consciousness” with God.  His time with us is growing short as at almost 15 years old, his body is starting to fail him.  Some good questions/observations the ol’ boy brings up.

Dear God: It’s me, Snickers.    

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  • Is it on purpose that our names are spelled the same, only in reverse? (God – Dog)
  • Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?
  • When we get to Heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or will it be the same old story?
  • Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We love a nice car ride! Would it be so hard to rename the ‘Chrysler Eagle’ the ‘Chrysler Beagle’?
  •  If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still…

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