My Loving Tribute To Dogs

On National Dog Day

This little poem was written by me when I was in the fifth grade...

Dogs can be brown or black or white,

Some will bark and some will bite,

Some will do some good tricks, too,

They will do their tricks for you,

Some dogs are brave,

Some dogs are true,

And that's the kind of dog for you!

This was before the fifth grade, but they didn't take a lot of pictures of me.

The poem was inspired by my wonderful, intelligent, brown, mixed breed dog, Fluffy. In addition, the poem ended up in the school newspaper, which was like winning the Pulitzer Prize for a fifth grader! 

My 

My dad gave me a "pull it surprise" when I pulled his finger!

I don't think it hurt that my sister, Dee-Dee, was working on the school newspaper at the time.  She denies having ANY involvement in having it published, but I still have my suspicions.

            Dee - Dee is the cute little girl behind me, in front.

Most folks I talk to (and that ain't too many) will tell me that their childhood dog was the greatest dog in the world! I have written extensively about Fluffy! I even have a chapter about him in one of my books! Although I forgot which book. 

I'll look it up. Okay, it was in my first book, "Chicken's Butts and Coconuts, chapter 6. The title is "Fluffy!"

A partial image of Fluffy is in this photo of my mom, at bottom left, but hard to see. That's all I got, unfortunately.

Today, I'm asking you to say a little bit about your beloved dog, from the past or present, without shedding too many tears.

Everyone knows that dog is God spelled backwards, and that proves that God meant to show us His loving qualities through dogs, right? (By the way, this is my own theory, not to be viewed as scriptural or anything)

Dogs love us unconditinally...like God.

Dogs comfort us...like God.

Dogs rescue folks in trouble...like God.

Dogs lead the blind...like God.

Dogs warn us of dangers...like God.

Dogs forgive us when we act badly toward them...like God. 

Will our sweet departed dogs come to meet us in heaven?  The answer is YES! 

I know this from Is. 11:6 

 The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them. 7 And the cow and the bear shall feed; their young ones shall lie down together: and the lion shall eat straw like the ox.

"But Danny boy," you say, doubtingly, "there are NO DOGS mentioned in Is. 11:6!"

Maybe not, but think this through, logically, like I never do. If God is gonna have lambs, leopards, lions, calves, bears, fatlings (whatever they are), and wolves, a close relative to the dog, in paradise, isn't it a sure thing that he will have our precious dogs with us as well?!! Slam dunk!! Drop the mic, you betcha he will!!! 

So in conclusion, my dear friends, you owe it to your dogs, past and present, to make a heartfelt comment here on my blog, or on Facebook, even just one word would satisfy God, I believe, and He is most certainly reading Facebook today! Maybe not my blog, but Facebook is pretty much universal!! 

Have a howling good National Dog Day, and don't forget to have them spayed or neutered, and don't leave them in a hot car, and make sure they have a lot of water to drink, and give them a LOT of attention, and if you don't have a dog, adopt one today!!! 

Benji Was A Sweet Dog

Chevy Made Our Lives Whole Again 

One Small Step For My Blog, One Giant Leap For All Of You Blog Readers!

As we head into the weekend on this FRIDAY , in fact, the second Friday of this week, if you know what I mean, and I think you do.  It is incumbent on me to write a blog story great enough to remain in your brains until Monday, and maybe even to the second Monday of next week! 

Stole this idea from you, Paul.

No! Greater than that!!  A blog posting that will be perused and cherished throughout the far flung, future millenniums of blog readers, that will be the catalyst for MAJOR life changing events that will turn the tide of human devastation and disintegration to deliverance and delight!

Dueling Banjo's from "Deliverance," although one guy has a guitar.

I know what you perceptive readers are thinking. You're thinking, "Danny..how are you gonna write this great, inspiring, motivational, life changing blog post, when you're still the same, dub  dumb dude?!!

Well, uh, well...did ANYONE expect the ant to move that big rubber tree plant? No way!! Or that silly ram to butt a hole in the dam?!!  Nuh uh! 

That's pretty much the way it's always been with me. People look at my shy, backward, unkempt appearance, along with that stupid look on my face, and they think, "that guy is a loser," but after a while their first impression is confirmed! But not this time! 

Starting now, I'm taking that simple first step, like Neil Young, when he stepped on the moon, and write my blog totally from my heart and soul, with every intention of changing the whole wide worm!! 

  

Are ya wit me?!!

I know that some of you are, because you remember the spirit of "Tripper" (AKA Bill Murray) when he gave this iconic speech in "Meatballs..."

What else can I say, except have a good weekend, and when you're feeling lower than a wiener dog's belly, think of that ram, ant, and Tripper, and the good vibrations will waft through your psyche like the wayward wind!

I Try And Try And Try

Well, folks...as much as I try, it seems that the readership of my blog continues to ebb. 

Ebb - gradually lessen or reduce. "my enthusiasm was ebbing away" Synonyms: diminish, dwindle,wane, fade away, melt away, peter out, decline, die away, die down, let up, decrease, weaken, dissolve, disappear, come to an end.

I have to admit that it's been a fun ride...at least for me.

It seems like it was just last week that I did my blog about Elvis and had over 50 folks respond to it, but yesterday my Out Of This World Wednesday contribution fell flat, with only 15 suckers of the faithful perusing my piece...and Out Of This World Wednesday used to be so popular in the olden days!

I can make all the excuses I want, like you guys are getting your kids ready for school, but most of you are way too old to have kids still going to school!

I could say that you have "Trump Syndrome, " and you can't think of anything else but destroying "the chosen one!"

I could blame myself for writing a stinky blog, but you know THAT ain't gonna happen! 

Maybe you can remember when Roy and Dale sang this lonesome tune, so many moons ago...

It kinda describes how an old cowboy like me feels when he's had his last rodeo, ready for the scrap heap, over the hill, headin' for the last round up, which reminds me of another song...

Yeah, maybe I just can't cut the mustard anymore, which reminds me of another song...

So is this my last farewell, my swan song, arrivederci, sayonara? 

Heck no!! I would not give my sworn enemies the satisfaction of watching me "bite the dust" pardners!!!

I'm here for the LONG haul, and will be the last dude to shut off the lights!!!

Have an AWESOME Thursday folks!! 

OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY

Necessary Preparation

You're gonna have to admit...the above GIF is really cool...even if the rest of  this blog stinks! Right? 

The above GIF is making me kinda dizzy, folks, but it's still cool...ugh...I feel kinda sick.

Anyway...

We carry you back to the fantastic adventures of our spaze cowboy and cowgirl, Gary and Rosie, who have just emerged, unscathed, from the John Astin Asteroid belt AND Phil, the gigantic, flying spaze monster!!

Rosie - "Look, Gary! Neprotonicus 11 is dead ahead!"

Gary - "Please, Rosie, don't use the word DEAD, after all we've been through! Why is the planet pulsating?" (Pulsating - expand and retract with strong regular movements)

Rosie - "Don't you remember, deadhead? The planet is due to implode at any moment! That's why all the inhabitants have transmigrated to Neprotonicus 12, where they will need the Great Jewel Of Neprotonicus 11 to provide power for their survival, kapeesh?"

Japanese "deadheads"

Gary - "Oh, yeah, and we have to transmigrate the Great Jewel BEFORE the planet implodes, but we have no idea WHEN it will implode, which makes our story a lot more exciting and suspenseful, even though our little Glirkazoid bodies will be incinerated and/or crushed in the massive implosion."

Rosie - "You got it, bro.! You up for dis?"

Gary - "Surely, but we need to prepare!"

Rosie - "I know we need to prepare, and don't call me Shirley!"

Gary - "I've got all of the items we need to complete the mission right here in front of me, girl. I'll name them, one by one, and you check them off the check list."

Rosie - "Righty oh!"

Gary - "Rope."

Rosie - "Check!"

Gary - "Grappling hooks."

Rosie - "Check!"

Gary - "Those lights that you shake and they go on."

Rosie shakes a light and it goes on. 

Rosie - "Check!"

Gary - "Reese's Pieces."

Rosie - "Check!!!"

Gary - "Small emulsificator."

Rosie - "Way way WAIT! Remember, even though all the inhabitants and domesticated animules  are off the planet, there are still vicious beasts remaining on Neprotonicus 11! Maybe we'll need the BIG emulsificator?!"

BIG emulsificator

Gary - "Beasts, shmeasts! I don't care! All I know is I'm not lugging the BIG emusificator up and down the hills and valleys of Neprotonicus 11, AND down into the cave where the Great Jewel Of Neprotonicus 11 resides!!" Unless YOU want to carry it!"

Rosie - "SMALL emulsificator. Check!!"

Rosie with small emulsificator

Gary - "Burlap bag."

Rosie - "Good thinking, Gary! We need to carry the Great Jewel Of Neprotonicus 11 in SOMETHING!"

Gary - " No, it's to put over your ugly head so you don't scare the folks on Neprotonicus 12, when we deliver the Great Jewel!"

Rosie - "Oh, you're so funny I forgot to laugh, elongated eyeball boy!"

Gary - "Cheap shot, Rosie! All the better to see you with! Ha ha! Get it? All the better to..."

Rosie - "Shut up."

As our brave spazetronaughts go over their all important check list, we ponder over the almost insurmountable mission they will trek out on, risking life and limb, with a smile and a grin, lest a beast do 'em in, or they fall on their chins, they will sink or will swim, so please join us again...

next Wednesday...for...

OUT OF THIS WORLD 
WEDNESDAY