Chicken dressed as a dog

Everyone knows that Mira, our cocker, is a beautiful dog. Jodi originally bought her to keep Matty company. Yeah, like Matty needs company. Matty was able to make life miserable for Mira, so Jodi asked us to take her. Since we have owned her for past 7-8, I can assure you that she is really a chicken in a dog's clothing. I remember when we took Matty and Mira to Pecos, New Mexico several years ago. Mira was barking at a couple of Dobermans. Of course Matty (half of Mira's size) sprinted out of our camper and ran full speed at the dobermans. When they turned toward Matty, Mira bolted toward the camper leaving Matty all alone. Matty didn't back off and was trying to fight both dogs. Mira, on the other hand, was shaking while safe inside our camper. Since that day, we have known that Mira is nothing short of being a chicken. When Mira sees a squirrel in our back yard, she barks softly and kind of bounces toward them. Matty literally goes bonkers and chases them up trees. She growls threats toward them as they cling to tree limb. I have no doubt that Matty is actually cursing the squirrels saying, "You sons of bitch are afraid to come down and do battle with me" while she barks and curses them.

I have actually seen Mira pee on the ground when a cat confronts her. Maybe she is, in fact, liquidating all of her ass sets (not assets). Debbie and I have determined that she is a worthless dog. It embarrasses us when Mira sees strangers. She runs to them and yelps and whines like she has been beaten.

At least with chickens, you get some eggs. Chickens also eat a lot of insects and you can eat chickens when you get hungry. I looked in the dictionary to find the word, "Worthless". Sure enough there was a picture of Mira. We had dog named Maggie and she died too soon. Mira will probably live forever but I am convinced that she dies each and every time she is confronted by another animal. The legendary John Wayne said a brave man only dies once, but a coward dies a million deaths. Hang in there Matty, keep up the profanity and threatening squirrels. We love you. Mira, I wonder if you taste like chicken. I really believe that Mira was sired by a rooster!

Butt Dragging

Yeah you read it right, my butt is dragging. We had just finished laying 450 tile on the back patio. I had to clean each and everyone. I was so happy that we had finished when the last tile was laid. Unfortunately, the project queen told me she wanted to pour a ledge to hold the pot belly stove and the log holder. Seems that she wants to be able to look at the fire in the stove. Everyone, except for Debbie, can easily see the fire in the stove when they walk out of the house. Long story short...we mixed 16 bags of cement to make a ledge for the pot belly stove and the log holder. Then, I had to paint grout sealer on each and every one of the grout lines. Oh! did I mention that the project queen just had to go in the house and lay down while I cleaned and sealed the grout!! Surprise, Surprise.

I then came in to see her laying on the sofa while she played games on her own laptop. Did she say thanks or good job? Nope, she said that she was hungry and was too tired to cook. I had to wait inside the pickup so that my butt could catch up to me. When it did, I drove down and picked up some Mexican Food. When I walked into the house, she said, "Can you bring me the food, I am too tired to get up".

I get a reprieve Wednesday through Friday because we are going to Keller and then on to Dallas to see those great grand kids. The bad news is that Debbie left her new book at Cody's. Guess what the title is........"Play houses and other projects for your grand kids." We probably will need to buy some more land, because it is quite obvious that our back yard is full.