A visit with the kid with blue eyes
First a little rant. A corporate rant. We have a telephone that belongs to the system of let me see spell…hell…that gets it. I think anyhow on today’s bill, there was a new charge; an attempt to let us pay a monthly fee for «visual call waiting ». Why is this important? Our only reason for keeping their system around is to be able to call in an emergency. I don’t want to watch myself on call waiting trying to see what’s going on, senseless, like many of their things anyhow rant off.
Right now I’m seated on the sofa with the blue eyed fur kid from up the road. Perhaps kid is the wrong term. Yes no go to his background. This is a dog of 110%. A big dog who moves like a phantom through the house and gives nothing back to the conversation. We talk and he listens. That’s it that’s all. Anyhow it is fun to have the dog around even if it is only for 24 hours. He arrived expecting to see his old friend which did not happen. And we could sense the question. Where is the other one? He moved through the house verifying the corners checking the furniture looking for hints. It was further confusing because we’ve had four other dogs here since his last visit period from what we’ve heard dogs can tell such things and he’s wondering where the five dogs are. Has he been invited to perhaps do an audition for us. To see if he would be the next replacement. I really don’t know by the time he leaves he’ll have figured it out and I will not because that’s the way it works with a dog that doesn’t talk at all. Oh well. He is leaving us a lot of his hair as a souvenir. All over, careful vacuuming will begin again. That’s how it works.
