June 2017

4 articles in June 2017

If you are expecting a cute article about how wonderful dogs are and how we couldn’t live without their companionship and lovability you should move on to the next article.

I have no use for the fur bags that live around us. Since I live in the land of dogs and I assume it is in style to at least own a couple of dogs I, on the other hand, would rather chew off my right arm and especially dislike their existence.

The basis of my disdain for this specific life form covers many areas. First of all there favorite activity is to bark. They bark all the time whether it is to simply clear their heads or scare the hell out of anyone who dares walk by.

The people passing usually don’t mind because they are usually walking their own four-legged freak. The stereo sound of dogs drill through my head like a jackhammer does to our urban neighbors. Continue Reading →

Why do I prefer dogs to cats? It’s simple really, dogs have masters while cats have servants. Dogs want to love and please you, while cats want you to please them.

Out of the blue, because I had done a favour for someone, I was offered a puppy. I was sitting and talking to the person’s sister when a black Labrador wandered into the room. It came across to me and sat on my left foot. I stroked it and the woman said “I see you like dogs”.

I told her that my mother always had one by I hadn’t got one. As we were talking a puppy wandered in, saw that its mother was sitting on my left foot and sat on right foot. The woman said “She obviously likes you, do want it? I told the woman I wasn’t expecting it and obviously hadn’t discussed it with my wife and children. The woman then added “If they didn’t want it, you can give it back to me”.

On the half-hour drive home, I sat the unexpected gift on my lap. She quickly settled down and fell asleep. Unfortunately for me, by the time we reached home she had wet on me. It was not a good start but with the sorry look on her face and the wagging of her tail I had no choice but to forgive her. Continue Reading →

“What did you do in college?” Chuck Willard asked. Martin Sullivan gave a wry grin. “I was a grade grubber. I really didn’t have much time for dates. All I could think of was the degree. Graduate school was even worse. I had the reputation of being a brilliant student. Actually, I had to work my tail off, and I didn’t have time for anything else.”

Chuck was a senior engineer in the Engineering Department and had been an enormous help to Martin during the six months that he had been working for the city. They had soon become friends, and Chuck had had him out to the Willard home several times. It was probably those visits that did more than anything else to convince Martin he was missing out on an important part of life.

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Mr. Trump can you tell me what my grandchildren’s lives will be like? I never thought I would be concerned about their futures but everything I used to know and believe seems to be changing.
It is probably my fault because I decided to be a teacher and teachers simply don’t make much money. I should have thought about their futures and how I could help their futures by making money instead of attempting to make a legacy.
I thought they could make their own decisions in their lives to become what they wanted to become but without my help this concept is falling into the impossible.
Mr. Trump can you tell me what my grandchildren’s lives will be like? Every year for my past forever I’ve looked forward to the spring when I could plant a garden filled with flowers and vegetables that would last me deep into the winter.

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