via Temporary To my furry friends, I am sure my and my wife’s workday disappearances are merely a magic trick performed for their benefit. It is a means for Dexter and Comet to separate the morning walk from the evening walk! If they ponder where Dad goes during the time the door closes and the sound of a car pulling away fades, and then he returns sometime later, they do not show it. I doubt that they watch TV or sleep while we are away. Mud tracked through the doggie-door, blankets pulled down off the couch, and a laundry hamper knocked over and contents in a heap, suggest they entertain themselves. But my appearance in the doorway after the evening commute sparks leaps, barks and stuffed toys squeaked in celebration. As for my well-being, they encourage me that “tired, hungry, and the road-grump” is merely a temporary state. With an immediate about-face, leashes in hand, and the boys urging me on, a good walk is all the spiritual refreshing we all need.
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I don't know too many who are not dog-men. I have often eschewed politics in favor of talking about dogs and existentialism. While a vice-president of the New York Mets (MLB) organization, and an attorney in New York share the same first and last name with me, I seek no greater honor than having served my country as a U.S. Navy Senior Chief. View all posts by notdonner