Hello and welcome back to the Dogpound community that is getting older as we speak. The other day Max and I were enjoying a nice sunny Friday afternoon on the porch. I was sitting in the porch swing with a cool drink and Max had settled in by my feet…both of us enjoying the warmth from a low hanging sun. I was starting to doze off in the soft heat when suddenly Max gets up, jumps off the porch, and starts his semi-jog toward the lake. I shielded my eyes with my hand to see if I could determine what was so interesting to Max to get him up from his siesta. I finally spied the object of interest…a doe was standing just outside a patch of woods located beside the lake, and she was very intently watching Max make his way toward her. She was unfazed by Max’s approach…even when he started to bark she did not flinch. Finally, very nonchalantly, she turned and disappeared into the darkness of the woods. I guess she was waiting to see if Max could really transverse the 60 yards or would he give up with a bad side stitch and leg cramps. Max gave up the chase when the doe disappeared into the wood line and he went off to investigate other things. Shortly afterwards the doe returned and in tow was her youngster…not very old…he still had his spot markings. Guess she felt Max was worn out enough that they had nothing to fear as they disappeared in the neighboring cornfield. Getting old is not fun, but it is better than the alternative.
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
“Each generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it.” George Orwell
A Michigan bowler achieved his lifelong dream of rolling a perfect 300 game, then collapsed and died, a local television station reported Friday. Don Doane, 62, suffered an apparent heart attack minutes after his great triumph at the Ravenna Bowl in Ravenna, Michigan. His teammates said they believed the pressure of bowling 12 straight strikes was just too much for his heart. [I guess you could say that was one strike too many!]
Patient: Doctor, I have a serious memory problem. I can’t remember anything.
Doctor: So, how long have you had this problem?
Patient: What problem?
The 90-year-old patient shook his doctor’s hand in gratitude and said, “Since we are the best of friends, I would not want to insult you by offering payment. But I would like for you to know that I had mentioned you in my will.” “That is very kind of you,” said the doctor emotionally, and then added, “Can I see that prescription I just gave you? I’d like to make a little change.”
That is a wrap..I am getting a leg cramp from sitting too much. As always be good, play safe, and remember that you do not need to act your age.
JR and Max