I woke this morning to the sound of gun shots. Deer season opener. I pretended it was really the local gentry giving The Crazyweiler a parting salute.
I walked around the house this morning and saw all the signs of him...his toys, the scratches on the wall, the dent in the screen door which happened when he tried to prematurely exit the house before I could get the door all the way open...and I thought about what a good life he had. No, he had a great life.
And just when I thought I had all the tears shed or conquered...I logged in and read all your comments. "When the Internet's Very Best Cares Enough to Send..." Thank you so much.
And so, in honor of The Crazyweiler, I will post my favorite Rottweiler joke. It's an old one; you've probably heard it before, but humor me. And thank you all, again, for the kind thoughts.
The Burglar
Late one night, a burglar broke into a house that he thought was empty. He tiptoed through the living room but suddenly he froze in his tracks when he heard a loud voice say; "Jesus is watching you."
Silence returned to the house, so the burglar crept forward again.
"Jesus is watching you," the voice boomed again.
The burglar stopped dead in his tracks. He was frightened. Frantically, he looked all around the room. In a dark corner, he spotted a bird cage and in the cage was a parrot. He asked the parrot; "Was that you who said Jesus is watching me?"
"Yes," Said the parrot.
The burglar breathed a sigh of relief, then asked the parrot; "What is your name?"
"Clarence," said the bird.
"That is a dumb name for a parrot," sneered the burglar. "What idiot named you Clarence?"
The parrot said, "The same idiot who named the Rottweiller Jesus."
Posted by Cathy at November 8, 2003 09:52 AM