Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring–it was peace.
–Milan Kundera
Blogging from the brig. . .
That they are, and I truly miss having one!!!
Milan spoke true words. I do love my dogs.
Coffeypot mate, that’s twice you have used the ‘L’ word in one day, your becoming civillianised old chum!
Aye.
Sorry, old bootneck. I do have these periods of weaknesses, but, well, a dog can bring out the L word easy enough.
You guys are talking about lesbians?!?
You’re not the only one….couldn’t live without them in our lives….k
I love dogs, but my wife is afraid of them. When I was a kid I had dogs (two, but not at the same time). I think I loved them more than any human being. Am I a nut case”?
Clark
http://www.clarkzlotchew.com
In the immortal words of Rudyard Kipling
THE POWER OF THE DOG.
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie –
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.
When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find — it’s your own affair –
But . . . you’ve given your heart to a dog to tear.
When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)
When the spirit hat answered your every mood
Is gone — wherever it goes — for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.
We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we’ve kept’em, the more do we grieve;
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long –
So why in — Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
End.
I believe I am fortunate in that I have not lived one year on this planet without the company of a dog.
Through heart break and tears, and barking~mad joyous years…
I would have it no other way.
Yours Aye.
Old NFO: Me too. Dogs are great pals.
Kris: You have two especially good ones.
Clark: Not at all. Not at all. . .
EB: Love Kipling. And I agree entirely. Dogs are indeed great pals.
Hey, Ex Bootneck,
That’s a wonderful poem I had never read. Only a dog-lover would understand it.
Thanks for sending it to us.
And NavyOne: Thanks for the “Not at all.”
Clark
http://www.clarkzlotchew.com