Friday, July 9, 2010

Today Is Another Day...thankfully

Hello y'all;

We had it made in the shade today. It was a perfect Chicago summer day...not too hot, but a beautiful blue skies day and nary a cloud to be seen. The shade bench had all the usual suspects and one who was there yesterday whom I had forgotten to mention: that is Chimichura and her human. The topics were all about Arizona laws, bike riding laws and new dogs: a second Murphy Mystery Dog came to dp. Murphy looks like a cross between a Bernaise Highlander, sheperd, and perhaps Rotty with a hint of Borzoi. Murphy is a sweet boy and big too. He is about 100 pounds and tall. So, welcome to him. Hope to see him again soon.

The support fabric of the part is great. Today, Melissa, a dog walker was telling me that people need to vent. I sometimes forget that since all day that's what I do....let people vent. So, when I go to dog park...sometimes it is hard for me...since it is my therapy.

Today a paramore showed up at dog park, surprising his amore. T and M were united when T wandered in from his second job. M said that she thought very highly of him on their first date when T picked up after her dog's droppings. Now that is what all the women on the shade bench decided was a very admirable quality in a man.

The dog usual suspects seem to know all the human usual suspects. Kind of fun that way....it is like a tribe of dogs and humans. Kinda cool, actually, massively cool. The dogs bring so much love and pleasure to we humans.

I met a lady later on at dp who was much chagrinned to admit she had gotten her dog at a pet store in the suburbs. If I had gotten a dog 15 years ago, I would have thought nothing of it. I grew up in the generation of "How Much is that Doggie in the Window" song. So, the lady said she was lucky that her dog was healthy, but no doubt a puppy mill dog. She said she would not make the same mistake twice. I would have made the same mistake in years passed. I looked at my Jordan who rescued me and thought how lucky I am.

I thought about Buster who has gone over the Rainbow Bridge this passed year. I think that where he is, he is forever young and happy and healthy and has unlimited rubber bouncy balls...the kind you fetch.

That's all she wrote. Roe

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