We were at Unit's family picnic in Pittsburgh. Three dogs were there. And of course there was a conflict. Two perfectly well behaved dogs and then another one. The folks with the not-other so best one refused to listen to logic from the owners of the other two dogs. Like, humans can't always get along so well, so let's add some dogs. More drama, we need more drama.
Years ago when Spankie the Dawg was alive, we traveled with him. He went everywhere with us. He loved riding in the car. We went to a place in the North Carolina mountains. A resort of sorts back then, cabins (nice houses) back in the woods. Since then, the whole property was sold for a few million dollars, not for rent anymore. But it was back then.
At the main entrance we met a guy who looked like Doonesbury. A burned-out veteran in military camo. He saw Spankie in the car. He went into a speech.
"So, you have a dog. Dogs are living luggage, you have to take them where you go. I like dogs. I like them with salt and pepper."
Just sayin.
Years ago when Spankie the Dawg was alive, we traveled with him. He went everywhere with us. He loved riding in the car. We went to a place in the North Carolina mountains. A resort of sorts back then, cabins (nice houses) back in the woods. Since then, the whole property was sold for a few million dollars, not for rent anymore. But it was back then.
At the main entrance we met a guy who looked like Doonesbury. A burned-out veteran in military camo. He saw Spankie in the car. He went into a speech.
"So, you have a dog. Dogs are living luggage, you have to take them where you go. I like dogs. I like them with salt and pepper."
Just sayin.
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