Serving the Lord, helping the kids, and spending the last third of my life working my way back to the place where I can hang with the boy.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Imagine...(but not the one by John Lennon)

Imagine you had a little dog that was old and deaf and timid.

Imagine that you had a neighbor that had a dog that was young and tough and agressive.

Imagine that yesterday was your anniversary and you had a big ole rib bone from a 22 oz Bone in Delmonico.

Congrats - you've set the stage.

Now imagine you give the rib bone to the timmid little deaf dog (making her quite happy) and a few minutes later, to your surprise, your neighbor sneaks over to your house and turns her young, tough agressive dog loose in your house.

Yup. That might be bad (and quite loud as it turns out too).