Sunday, July 10, 2016

Counseling

I decided I needed counseling because the political arena just doesn't make sense to me anymore.  So my counsellor will be a dog.  An Aussie Shepherd who will force me into long walks on the days I don't play golf.  And the days I do play golf.  I will confide in him and he will look at me with his big blue eyes which will say that the universe is chaos anyway so don't worry about Trump.

Bobbi wasn't too sure about this guy, whom we named Mercury, Merc for short.  Our cats are named Ajax and Casper so the names all come out of the same genre.  As you can tell from the photo, Bobbi just doesn't like him at all.

We will pick Merc up in about four weeks.  We picked him out of the Desert Willow Kennel because he has been observed to be a laid back guy.  We need that, and so do our cats.  I see dog shit in my future.  Its been five years since Athena the beagle went to Olympus.  So we are ready for a new adventure.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Be sure to take a bag for the poop on those walks Jim. Have fun.

Anonymous said...

Leash and a Poop Bag. Don't leave home without them! Kidding aside, he looks adorable. Enjoy your new 'shrink'!

Anonymous said...

And learn how to spell.

Anonymous said...

Get a small can of mace and hold it in your hand when you walk that dog. Too many unleashed dogs running around attacking and killing small dogs while owners look on in horror. NO JOKE.

Bubba Muntzer said...

Congratulations! He looks like a good lookin' dog.

What are you going to do with the Australian sheep? If there's any in the bosque he'll find them.

Ron Curry said...

Excellent Jim. Cynthia and returned to the dogger world last October with a standard poodle named Banks. After Ernie Banks who was born here in Dallas. Great therapy move with a whole bunch of love. Biggest challenge was potty training from the 19th floor in our building to the next door park...he is all trained now and counsels us well!! Ron