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This will be an intermittent series. It’s a happy post while I’m out. Don’t forget, pets are an Introvert’s best friend, and the first thing we look for when stuck with people
War
US Spy Jet Circles Russia Amid Drone War Fears
World War II-Era German Bunker Found Beneath Couple’s Home
Literacy
The dawn of the post-literate society…An Intellectual Tragedy
Entertainment
The Cast of ‘Ferris Bueller’s Day Off,’ Then and Now…
Pets
‘Where’s Your Mama?’: Dog Steps In After Deputy Launches Search For Missing Elderly Woman
Europe
Everything Is Going Wrong For Europe’s Liberal Darling President
BMW Shares Post Sharpest Drop In Year After Profit Warning; Citi Flags China Troubles As Potentially “Irreversible” – I’d rather drive a Porsche anyway.
UK
The BritCard Digital ID PsyOp – Covid lockdowns were just a trial run I guess
Health
Americans Want COVID-19-Era Policies to Sunset, Poll Finds – We didn’t want them to start
Terrorism
Another leftist-terrorist arrested for trying to blow up a church in DC where SCOTUS justices were planning to attend – Who’s causing the violence, despite the rhetoric?
Artificial Intelligence
Could AI’s Growing Thirst For Water Usher In Localized Resource Wars
Antifa
Portland to Deploy Naked Bike Ride Against National Guard – Oh that’s going to scare them, but then I’ve been to Portland, it actually might scare them
Scandal
Crooked Hillary Is “Person 1” in Comey Indictment
FEDSURRECTION: AOC Claimed Foreknowledge of Breach of Capitol?
Illinois Man Arrested After Allegedly Shooting His Ex to ‘Prove His Love’ to New Girlfriend
WATCH: Three women indicted after following ICE agent home
Jobs
Ranked: The Hourly Wage of Retail CEOs
Study: Retiring on Social Security Impossible in Most States
Tech
Microsoft’s Next Security Breach
New Quantum Breakthrough Could Lead To Super-Efficient Electronics
• Spy Balloons, Exploding Pagers, Robot Wolves, and SIM Farms Redefine Warfare
Politics
Epic Response: “What Kind of Black Woman Am I to Vote for MAGA?” [VIDEO]
‘Fascist, ‘Nazi,’ ‘slut’ — RFK Jr. staffer assaulted by ‘deranged leftist’ at UN
Poll: Big city mayors want federal help with crime
Health
U.S. Tap Water Under the Microscope: The Hidden Risk of Disinfection Byproducts
Top Epidemiologist Warns of “Twin Vaccine Epidemics” as Autism and Cancer Skyrocket
Ranked: Where Beer Is Cheapest (And Most Expensive) in 2025
Pets
Canine Expert Reveals Toxic Truth: Over-Vaccination and Poor Nutrition Fueling Pet Health Crisis
Do You Live In One Of The Top Dog-Friendly Cities of 2025?
Climate
Looney Climate Change is Not Science
Billions Spent, Atmosphere Doesn’t Notice
Europe
Goodbye, Topgolf. Hello, Golf Ranch
Carjacking Suspect Jumps Over Open Drawbridge To Escape Police
Jacob Young’s Catch of the Year for the Nationals
If you had lost a war and lived in a conquered country how would you know?
Tranny Violence Is a National Emergency
Rare Surgery Uses Man’s Own Tooth to Restore Vision
Health
The Forgotten Road That Connected America Before Route 66
Europe
Far-Left Protesters Will Not Be Satisfied Until France Collapses
Energy
Which Countries Buy The Most US Coal?
China On Cusp Of Commercializing US-Pioneered ‘Holy Grail’ Fusion Energy
Glyphosates, ‘chem-trails’? and why are dogs dying so young now?
Economy
The 5 Arcs & 7 Cracks Of Systemic Collapse
Mid East
• Preparing for the End of the Islamic Republic of Iran
China
• When China plays orbital hide-and-seek, Maui’s telescopes give the US an edge
ORK COUNTY, Penn. – One stray pup is safe and sound this week after wandering around rural Pennsylvania alone and with her head trapped inside a plastic jar.
An approximately 1-year-old Shepherd Collie mix, the dog was first spotted early Monday morning by a volunteer with the Canine Rescue of Central PA (CRCPA). At that point, the dog already had the jar stuck on her head.
CRCPA officials believe the pup may have been abandoned by her previous owner. Left for a period of time to hunt and find food on her own, she found herself in a tricky situation.
“Our guess is that she was probably going through trash somewhere, and then went in there to get food or sniff around,” said CRCPA volunteer Janelle George. “And the way that the jar is set up, it got stuck around her collarbone area.”

The pup spotted with her head stuck in a jar.
(Canine Rescue of Central PA / FOX Weather)
George noted how the jar posed a significant risk for the dog, as it limited her ability to see and smell her surroundings while she was lost and trying to navigate the area by herself.
The jar also posed a suffocation risk, limiting the dog’s ability to breathe especially as she ran around an unfamiliar area alone and scared.
“It’s really amazing that she is still alive,” George said.
After the pup was spotted, CRCPA teamed up with Find Toby in PA, an organization that reunites lost pets, to find her.
RESCUE DOG MISSING 36 DAYS FOUND SWIMMING NEAR BRITISH ISLAND
The next day, the search and rescue team then joined forces with local rescues and drone operators to extend the reach of their operation, since the pup’s unique condition made her rescue even more urgent.
Around 3 a.m. Wednesday, thermal drone pilot Dallas Fuhrman located the pup in the middle of a cornfield. She was found appearing disoriented, exhausted and with her head still stuck in the jar, according to CRCPA.

The pup on the night she was found in the cornfield.
(Canine Rescue of Central PA / FOX Weather)
She was rushed to Shores Veterinary Emergency Center, where medical personnel found her to be underweight, severely dehydrated and infested with ticks. She is now receiving treatment and is being cared for by a foster family, George said.
An ex-running back in the NFL was convicted on six felony counts for leading a massive dog-fighting trafficking operation after a trial that lasted days in Oklahoma.
The conviction of 54-year-old Leshon Johnson was announced by the U.S. Department of Justice’s Office of Public Affairs. Johnson was convicted for being in violation of the federal government’s Animal Welfare Act that prohibits possessing, selling, transporting, and delivering animals with the intention to fight them.
It was announced that Johnson, a five-year veteran in the National Football League who played for three franchises, gave up to the feds the “190 dogs seized in this case.”
“This criminal profited off of the misery of innocent animals and he will face severe consequences for his vile crimes,” said Attorney General Pam Bondi in an official statement. “This case underscores the Department of Justice’s commitment to protecting animals from abuse — 190 dogs are now safe thanks to outstanding collaborative work by our attorneys and law enforcement components.”
Animals and especially dogs are some the most loving, loyal animals you can have. To do this just shows how sick of a person you have to bee for this level of cruelty
Seriously, what is in the water over there? Maybe this is what is rotten in Denmark.
There is no way I’m sending my pet to get euthanized and eaten. I’m not a savage. Maybe they couldn’t hold back that Viking gene and had to kill something to feed it to the predators. Anyway, there is no way this was going to turn out good the minute some pissed off girl sends her ex’s pet to the zoo for lunch.
A zoo in Denmark is asking for donations of small pets as food for its predators.
The Aalborg zoo said it is trying to mimic the natural food chain of the animals housed there “for the sake of both animal welfare and professional integrity” and offers assurances the pets will be “gently euthanized” by trained staff.
The zoo in northern Denmark explained in a Facebook post that “if you have a healthy animal that needs to be given away for various reasons, feel free to donate it to us.”
The zoo points to guinea pigs, rabbits, and chickens as possible donations. After being euthanized, the animals will be used as fodder, the zoo said.
“That way, nothing goes to waste — and we ensure natural behavior, nutrition and well-being of our predators,” the zoo said.
The online call for pet donations is accompanied by a picture of a wildcat baring its teeth with its mouth wide open and a link to the zoo’s website, noting the facility also is interested in receiving horses.
Everyone loves a minor league baseball bat dog. They run out, pick up a Louisville Slugger, and they get so excited about it, you’d think they had just won the lottery.
But, like any dog, sometimes nature calls, but it’s what happened after one such on-field dooking that left fans horrified.
The Kannapolis Cannon Balls are a Single-A affiliate of the Chicago White Sox, and according to Daily Mail, they were taking on the Carolina Mudcats on Tuesday night when the team’s bat dog, Kacey Betty — a certified good girl — decided to drop the kids off at the pool so to speak before going out and picking up a bat.
No biggie. It happens. But what happened next horrified the crowd, and it involved one man, a clipboard, and a bare hand.
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Michigan motel staffers were recently stunned after they found an alligator left behind by a guest who stayed there.
The three-foot-long Wally was located Friday in Cheboygan’s Pine River Motel, not much longer after exotic animal collectors checked out.
“We just went in to clean the room and, when my nephew looked under the bed, Wally was there,” Gary, the manager of the motel, Gary, told the Detroit Free Press.
“He was a real friendly gator, so I didn’t feel real scared. He let the police officers hold him and all that, I mean, it was a real friendly alligator.”
The gator‘s owner, who goes around schools with exotic animals, had assumed that Wally had escaped and went into the wild, according to the motel’s manager.
Wally and his owner were reunited Friday. It’s not currently known if police filed any charges.
Who are your favorite people to be around?
I’d like to say something witty or emotional like my family or my oldest friend from childhood, but it would be a lie.
It’s my dog
Don’t get me wrong, I like (a few of) my family and my friends, for a bit.
The introverts will know what I’m saying without me even explaining animals, small talk and time alone to re-charge
The pet-finding service is offered by retired New York State Police investigator Chad Tavernia:
Tavernia, 44, of Malone, picked up flying drones as a hobby in 2016. In December 2023, the retired State Police investigator bought a set of thermal imaging drones.
‘I knew there was potential,’ he said. ‘I knew there would be some kind of use to find animals in the woods with a drone.’ …
In a little over a year, Tavernia has found 42 lost dogs and 11 other animals, including horses and cattle.
Tavernia has shared several videos of his successful rescues on Facebook, including a recent find of a lost beagle:

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The U.S. Marshals Tactical K-9 who was shot multiple times by the suspect wanted in Wednesday’s shooting death of Brazoria County Sheriff’s deputy Jesus Vargas has been released from the hospital.
The K-9 alerted officers to a dumpster in which the suspect hid after shooting Vargas. The suspect shot the dog twice, hitting him in the neck and the nose. Law enforcement fired at the suspect, striking him multiple times, and he died at the scene.
After the shooting, multiple law enforcement officers rushed the K-9 to a waiting Texas DPS helicopter to be taken to Westbury Animal Hospital where he underwent surgery to treat his injuries.
Rocky’s handler stayed by his side throughout the night, and several other officers also came to the hospital to check on the K-9 many credit with saving their lives.
Rocky, an 18-month-old Belgian Malinois who has been on the job for six months, is already up and walking, eating and drinking. Now back with his handler, he is expected to make a full recovery and return to the job in the near future.
“We are all extremely grateful to the staff at Westbury for the fact that Rocky is still with us,” said T. Michael O’Connor, U.S. Marshal for the Southern District of Texas. “While Wednesday was a tragedy for all of us in law enforcement with the loss of Deputy Vargas, it likely could have gone worse had Rocky not been there. He is a hero. We all wish him a speedy recovery.”
What is your favorite animal?
Again, this is sort of a layup for me.
My dog.
He loves everyone, but at the end of the day, he comes to me over everyone else. He’s as much of a dog as there is. He digs, pisses on everything when we walk, barks at the delivery people, loses his mind over cats, squirrels and deer but loves getting his ears scratched.

Some make sense to me, others not as much. You decide, you clicked on them.
Anniversary of Karl Marx, one of the world’s worst humans
A New Cancer Treatment Protocol – Ivermectin
Marriage Monday Memes – I thought this was one of the better ones, although I had to explain the pineapple juice reference to one of my friends. That tells me what I needed to know about his wife without him saying so.
What is it like to have an extremely high IQ
Why Dogs Don’t Live As Long As Humans – Explained By a 6 Year Old
What was the last thing you did for play or fun?
I’m very content to be by myself. When you can do that, then being with others is fun, but not a requirement for fun. I do a lot of things and have a lot of activities, but they are taxing on my social battery. I don’t long for that like others
I was alone with my dog when this question came across my blog feed. I’m very content with just him and me and I realized that is fun.
The hustle and bustle of life doesn’t thrill me anymore.
Just my dog and me, fun for now.
I know they can. I have to spell certain words as my dog knows exactly what I’m saying when I use them.
Dogs have long been considered “man’s best friend,” but a groundbreaking study published in Scientific Reports suggests that our furry companions are far more intelligent — and communicative — than we give them credit for.
The research reveals that dogs trained to use soundboards can form meaningful two-word combinations, proving they are not just randomly pressing buttons but deliberately communicating with humans. This discovery not only challenges our understanding of canine intelligence but also opens the door to deeper insights into animal cognition.
More here and it’s pretty interesting
Try talking to a cat and getting them to do anything
What are your favorite animals?
My dog of course. He’s the one I spend the most time with. Being an introvert, having him is better than most other people I encounter. When I go to someone’s house, I almost always gravitate to the pets if there are a lot of people. Introverts will relate to that one.
Next, most other dogs. I spent the weekend dog-sitting for my son and had fun with both of them.
Way out of that thought pattern came Cheetah. I like how fast it is and since I’m a big F1 fan, I thought of that.
Completely unrelated though are people that mistreat animals. They should be punished way worse than they are to stop this behavior. From building wind farms and killing whales to being cruel like tying a dog to a post and leaving it during Hurricane Helene (I’m not going to link to it because it pissed me off so much).
I hope someone has a good animal story or one about a really unusual animal.
What is good about having a pet?
What’s not good about having a pet?
They’re perfect for introverts. I get along with my dog better than almost all people. He loves me unconditionally. I do everything I can to take care of him and his health. I suffer for him when he’s not feeling well and take care of all his needs.
He’s right next to me as I type this.

He’s also a great reason for me to leave any gathering so that I can take him for a walk or feed him. Introverts will relate.
This couldn’t be any more true for me. Every single point. Especially number 6 that I’m already planning on using at the family Thanksgiving dinner.
Many introverts are hardcore animal lovers (like me!). Why? Because animals fulfill a specific role for introverts that people just can’t. When we’re drained of energy and desperately need recharge time, the calming presence of a pet can provide exactly what we need as we recover.
Personally, I’ve had a variety of pets throughout my life, including cats, dogs, fish, hermit crabs, and ferrets. Each of them, of course, has had unique needs and personalities, but they’ve all shared the same purpose: being a constant source of friendship and positivity in my life. They offer so much and ask very little in return.
While not all introverts are animal lovers, I think many of us “quiet ones” would agree that pets make the perfect companions. Here’s why.
Even in casual gatherings — like watching a movie or joining a group hike — someone inevitably feels the need to fill every silence with chatter. Some people will say anything to break an “awkward” silence, which often only compounds an introvert’s dislike of small talk. This tendency can even lead us to make a quick excuse and head out.
But animals don’t do small talk.
It may sound silly, but it’s incredibly comforting to just sit with another creature in complete silence. There’s no expectation to talk or do anything; you get to simply exist. And you can relax, knowing your cat, dog, rabbit, or any other pet will never ask your opinion on the weather.
Animals ask very little of us. All they want is food, love, and perhaps the occasional trip outdoors. That’s it.
Even the nicest people come with expectations and inevitably want something from you. They may want you to talk when you don’t feel like it, go out when you’ve already reached your “people limit” for the day, or listen as they vent about their problems. With animals, there’s no pressure — just a simple, unconditional companionship.
I have to admit — I spend a lot of time in my pajamas. On days when I’m not working or don’t have important plans, you’ll most likely find me in comfy clothes all day.
That doesn’t necessarily mean I’m lounging in bed. I’m up, reading, cleaning, cooking, or handling other life things. I just prefer staying in the most comfortable clothes I own because, well, they’re comfortable.
Even the kindest people might find it odd if I showed up to hang out in my pajamas. But my cats and dog don’t care at all about what I’m wearing, whether my hair is styled, or if I’m wearing makeup. They accept me just as I am.
Many introverts thrive on routine and consistency. We’re often not big fans of surprises, as they can catch us off guard and overwhelm us while we try to process the sudden shift. Being prepared helps reduce some of the anxiety and overstimulation that social events or large gatherings often bring.
But life, of course, is unpredictable. Some days go exactly as planned, while others take unexpected turns, with new things popping up constantly. On those days, our introverted souls need something comforting to recharge us — and a pet is perfect for this. After a tough day, it’s comforting to know you can come home to a snuggle and a furry face that loves you unconditionally.
Believe it or not, there are times when introverts actually want to socialize. But figuring out how to get a meaningful conversation started can be tricky for us “quiet ones.”
The good news is that your pet can be a perfect icebreaker, especially if the other person loves animals, too. Talking about your pet is a great way to ease into conversation without the focus being on you (since many introverts dislike talking about themselves with people they don’t know well).
And if you find a fellow pet lover? That’s as close to instant friendship as it gets! Prepare to spend the next half hour exchanging pet stories — a fun conversation that’s worlds better than small talk.
What’s that? An evening get-together after a full day of work? Sorry, but my dog has been crossing his legs all day, and I promised to feed my cat precisely at 6:30 p.m. Looks like I’ll have to skip!
It may sound a bit silly, but for introverts who don’t have a spouse or kids at home “needing” them, a pet provides the perfect excuse to head straight home after work or make an early exit from a party.
Sure, pets require cleaning up after and sometimes get noisy at night, but I still stand by this: Introverts and pets make the perfect companions.
A concerning trend has emerged surrounding an FDA-approved drug that, despite its official approval, has been linked to serious health issues and even fatalities in pets. It’s crucial for pet owners to be informed and vigilant about the medications administered to their furry companions.
This particular drug, originally intended to treat osteoarthritis in animals, has been touted for its effectiveness. However, reports have surfaced of severe side effects and adverse reactions in many pets, raising alarms among veterinarians and pet owners alike.

I came across a post on Facebook in a grief support group for those who lost a beloved pet and it piqued my interest so I started to dive down this rabbit hole. At this point, I should not be shocked by what I found but what I uncovered was utterly heartbreaking.
A man has been charged with aggravated animal cruelty over claims he tied his dog to a pole off a major highway as Hurricane Milton swept through Florida.
Heartbreaking video saw the white pup with black ears terrified and growling as he stood in water up to his chest before police came to its rescue.
State Attorney Suzy Lopez announced that the dog’s former owner has been identified as Giovanny Garcia.
Garcia admitted to leaving his dog which he named Jumbo on I-75 as he was evacuating to Georgia because he couldn’t find anyone to pick up the pup, reported WWSB.
‘In Hillsborough County, we take animal cruelty very seriously. This defendant is charged with a felony and could face up to five years in prison for his actions,’ Lopez said.
I hope you get the treatment they give to child molesters when you get there. Assholes like you don’t deserve the companionship of a dog. FOAD
What animals make the best/worst pets?
A Mother never has an ugly baby, so everybody will have their own favorite. But for me, it’s my dog I’ve bonded with him for years.he’s my pal all day long And loyal to a fault










This story Melted My heart so I wanted to share it. enjoy.
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker ‘s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ”I know why.”
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try and live.
He said,”People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?” The Six-year-old continued,
”Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”
Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.
Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you’re not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.
ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!
I got good response on my dog, Boxer Rebellion as well as my interview series, so I thought I’d interview her by describing her day.
Here’s how it goes…..
Wake up, Oh boy, it’s Christmas day, every day! my favorite!
Go for a walk, Oh boy! my favorite!
Eat Dog Food, Oh boy! my favorite!
Play with my toys, Oh Boy! my favorite!
Bark at the kids leaving for school, Oh boy! my favorite!
Nap, Oh boy! my favorite!
Lunch with Dad, maybe some people food, Oh boy! my favorite!
Go for a walk, Oh boy! my favorite!
Bark at the mailman, Oh boy! my favorite!
Kids come home from school, Oh boy! my favorite!
Nap, Oh boy! my favorite!
If I’m good, I get a treat, Oh boy! my favorite!
Dog food, Oh boy! my favorite!
Bark and play with my toys, Oh boy! my favorite!
Go for a walk, Oh boy! my favorite!
Time for bed, sleep on Dad, Oh boy! my favorite!


Seriously, just because I’m there doesn’t mean I want to do stuff like small talk. Sometimes I don’t talk just to see if they notice.

Text before knocking

Every day I get older, the more this is true.

I treat people the way they should be treated, accordingly. It’s how I can be nice to one person and an asshole to the next. It’s on you.


I don’t kid about this one. I kill people off in my autobiography a lot.


Who, other than the far left and right don’t think the election was rigged in 2020? There is enough Zuckerbucks, midnight mail boxes, stopped counting and faked floods (Atlanta) that even my dog can see through it.

It’s the people revolting, at the ballot box. It’s why our deep state has to rig the voting, DOJ, media, Big Tech and whatever else they need to stay in power.
I’m not fully confident that an actual win by one side couldn’t be overturned by shenanigans either in an October surprise or vote tampering.
After Covid-19, I don’t trust anyone from a government agency. I do trust the will of the people and for a moment in time, they had their say in Italy.
Grazie Mille, Italia.
Rendi di nuovo grande L’Italia

This is the male guarding the nest a couple of feet below him. The hen is on the nest now, so there must be eggs. He sits there all day now.
I found out that they are Song Sparrow’s. I’ve left them food and stopped gardening near it for a while. There is nothing that can’t wait, but at the rate of growth up here (Spring just started and we still have 50 degree days in the Blue Ridge Mountains), I’ll have to hack through the weeds as everything plant and animal is exploding to life.
I hope he fights off the cowbirds, who are also here. They lay eggs in other birds nests and are way bigger than the sparrows, so that chick would get all the food. I let nature do it’s thing.
Oh, the Hummingbirds have migrated here also.
I wrote about the death of a pet last fall hoping that Spring would bring this day for me. I was sorry to see Fred go.
In one week I have a new spider and will have baby birds that I get to watch. I noticed the sparrow on the ground gathering nest material in the field outside of my house. I wondered where the nest was, only to find later in the day that it was just outside of my kitchen window.

I named her Wilma after a little sister in my Fraternity. I don’t think she’d appreciate it, but the spider reminded me of her. Only later did I realize the Fred and Wilma Flintstones connection. Fred was named for a guy I know from the town that I moved away from recently, not Fred Flintstone.
Here is the sparrow’s nest from this morning, sorry for the blurry picture, I had to zoom it in a long way:

I don’t think I’ll name them as they fly away. The spider will stay with me until almost Thanksgiving and will provide me entertainment every night until then. I will love it when the baby birds hatch.
Some pets are less personal than others, but these will be interesting and part of nature I don’t always get to watch.

I’ve been reminiscing about when I was young. I’d flit from one thing to the next, never worrying about what was around the next corner. I didn’t plan for tomorrow unless it included fun or something for me to do that wouldn’t affect my retirement.
Now, I can’t take a dump without working out what I’m going to do next and plan my time around it.
My kids are grown now, but I told them to not grow up too fast. They all have mortgages, plus pets and kids that rely on them, like they did on me.
I hurt a lot more now. I’m sore from my first round of golf of the year yesterday, and I didn’t even go at it that hard.
Life.
Being an introvert, I get along well with pets, especially dogs, and surprisingly little kids.
The kids thing is they haven’t been ruined by adults yet, and are sort of like pets.
It’s people I have the most trouble with. Most of that trouble is just not wanting to be around them or small talk if I don’t have to.
Pets are great and we understand each other.
I’ve had multiple dogs over the years. They have all had different personalities and I loved them all, in different ways.
Barney was my first dog when I was a kid. I don’t have a picture, but he was part Boxer/part mutt. We got him from a friend of my Dad’s when he was going off to seminary and had to give him up. As far as I was concerned, he was always ours. He went to the beach with us on vacation and was part of the family.
Those were the pre-leash law days so he roamed the neighborhood on his own. He left his mark on the street with many little Barney’s and some pissed off neighbors. Dogs will be dogs. He was a car chaser and got hit. He recovered, but as Mom said, it took the spirit out of him.
When I got my S*** together in life, we got Conan. He was a rambunctious Golden. Through a breeding mistake, he got hip displaysia and only lasted 10 years. He was happy and had a good life. I learned how to train dogs and we bonded. As with all our dogs, I understood what he needed and took care of all his medical needs.

Bandit was my day pal. We picked her up from a breeder. I’ll be honest, we got a boxer because we wanted a smaller dog than Conan and a female, but we got a bundle of energy that was more than 3 Conan’s. As I think back, we got her because of Barney. They were the same color and size. She was fearless and friendly and loved everyone.
We named her Bandit from the dog in the Jonny Quest comics that I watched faithfully.

I was working at home by now. Being an introvert, I was happier being with her than people and she was by my side. We were together almost 15 years. It was almost like ET and Elliot. I knew what she needed intuitively. Where I went, she went. I took care of all her needs and she was my dog more than anyone in the family because of her.


I got her ashes, but couldn’t bear to bury them until I processed my feelings. I planted a dwarf Japanese Maple and she rests now forever there.

After taking a year off when Bandit finally left us, we decided to venture into the dog game again. I decided on a rescue and took my son to adopt another dog. He was with me when we got Bandit, but being so young, I picked Bandit from the litter to try and get the right one.
He helped me with picking out Boone. He noticed that out of all the dogs we looked at, he was the most gentile. While he looks lie a black lab, we later found out that he was part Boxer, so I guess that is a the theme in my life. He doesn’t have the energy that Bandit did, but neither do I anymore.
He is a great dog. Again he and I bonded more than anyone else in the family, even though he loves everyone and every other dog. Cats and deer, not so much.

My son was attached to Bandit and to Boone. When he went on his own, he got his own dog Raider. She is also colored like Bandit, but is a mix of a lot of breeds, a mutt. She is a great dog, but with a lot of energy. She is less friendly with other dogs, but loves Boone.

Without trying, I bonded with her also. She knows I’m an alpha and that I am the lead dog in the pack.
I know what they all have needed and what they like, it’s almost a sixth sense. I’m not a dog whisperer, rather through observation and empathy, we know we are together.
I love my dogs and they love me. When I have people problems, the dogs have always been there. I’ve been fortunate that they have all been good dogs.
Sometimes when life goes to shit, they are the only friends I have, at least it feels that way. They always by my side, without any pretension other than wanting to be with me.
Well, not in the true sense. It’s more the death of a visitor.

I’ve had spiders that are outside of my house in the mountains. While my wife used to freak out when one got inside, she has become brave enough to dispose of them.
When I saw this guy up close how it caught the bugs, we became friends. I’d seen it before, but it was more personalized as this happened only inches away, separated by a pane of glass.
(Before thinking about writing this, I came upon this article about people killing spiders. By then, they have become a very interesting species to me so I’ve stopped any further massacre. I view them as an accomplice against real pests). The article said this:
Spider massacres like these are even more jarring when you consider that spiders and humans are not so different. Though our evolutionary paths diverged at least 530 million years ago, we share many of the same organs and body parts – such as kneecaps – and similar brain chemicals, from dopamine to adrenaline. No one has ever studied spider emotions directly, but it’s easy to imagine that they might be more relatable than you would think.
Equally, their brains are hardly heavy on their spider shoulders (or in their legs – there sometimes isn’t room for a full brain in a spider’s head), but there’s increasing evidence that some kinds are capable of remarkably complex intellectual feats, such as planning strategic detours to trick their prey. They may also have their own unique kind of intelligence, in which they’re able to use their webs to help them think.
I could have opened the window and cleared out the webs, but one of them came every night at sunset. I watched it grow to an impressive size (I don’t know if it was male or female yet until next year if there are any hatchlings).
I even named it Fred, after an acquaintance. That personalized it for me. It became familiar as I watched Jeopardy to have Fred come to the center of it’s web, and start the nightly hunt.
I looked up what kind of spider Fred was, and I think he was a orb weaver spider.
By morning he/she was gone. It hid up in a crack in the window.
It’s been getting colder where I live and I knew it would be time to lay eggs (if Fred is female) and die. I wanted him to last as long as possible
Earlier this week, I noticed that Fred didn’t come to pay a visit. I knew where it lived and finally checked the space yesterday and he was gone. I was even going to retrieve the body and bury it, but there was nothing.
I’ll clean out the webs now and see if a progeny shows up next year. Even if it is a female, it will likely be Fred Jr.
It was traumatic for me when I lost my 3 dogs, not so much for Fred. But, I was sorry to see him go, and that short time of the night when he appeared now has a hole in it.
Life goes on.
But, I’m retired so everyday is Saturday for me. I don’t have deadlines or conference calls or personnel issues today. Man I don’t miss work.
I don’t miss Facebook that went down yesterday. I didn’t even know it until I read about it. I’m glad to have that ball and chain out of my life also.
I have a brother-in-Law who is retired not by choice, but defined his life by his job. He doesn’t know what to do. I feel sorry for him. Life is much greater than your job.
For now, I’ll pet my dog and enjoy what comes next.
My posting has been light as I’ve been moving. It’s almost over. After I get the final truckload into a temporary storage place today, I can finally relax.
This has been months of ass busting to get things ready, turning me into a carpenter, plumber, painter and a no paid laborer.
After that was going through everything I’ve collected, including family stuff dating back to at least 2nd grade. A flood of memories came over me as with each picture or item, I felt the same emotion from decades ago. I also felt the loss of those who were there and are gone now. Some of the memories hurt, some were better. I decided to tell myself that I should be happy that I got to have the memory rather than let it tug too hard at my heart strings, dragging me down.
I had to throw out half my life. Those who will have to clean up my mess when I’m gone should thank me for doing it now for them. I had to go through all of my parents stuff when they died, which took years as some stuff was legal and I had to hold onto it, until this move. The final stuff is now gone, save for a few pictures and mementos.
My life is going to go through another phase now. I thought I was going to live my life out in the last 2 houses, yet here I am in a temporary place until the next one is ready.
It was a lot easier moving when you are younger. You have less shit that you accumulate and no one else to answer to. Now it’s “do you need this or do we need to keep it”. I had a lot more energy then and I know what to expect now.
When you are young and don’t know what is around the corner, it is an adventure. I know every phase of moving, including what is next, and that most people I have to rely on will be late and not really care about me except as a paycheck
I threw or gave away many thousands of dollars of stuff. It won’t fit where I was going and I got tired of selling stuff so I donated most of it to those who need it more than I do. I hope it serves them well. I’m happy if someone less fortunate benefits.
So by Monday, I’ll be as back to normal as I’ve been in a long time. Man, I hope so.
Back to the memories and moving adventures, I realized how freaking old I’ve become. For the first time, it’s dawned on me that the future is no longer endless. As each of us contemplates eternity, I hope you have prepared your soul. It’s way more important than a legacy
Reality bites us all in some way or another. I’m living through that right now.

I get to make a long drive today. This is what it’s going to look like in feeling except I’m alone. I first thought that this guy was by himself, but I’ll pretend it’s his dog, who would probably be a helluva lot more quiet.
FWIW, I’m looking to get another truck after I’m through with my current car. I’ve enjoyed them every time I’ve owned one. You get to sit up high and see everything. You are also further away from others that way.
The partner next to me today will be no one. My company is an audible book. The title is Algorithm’s to live by, by Brian Christian. It is mind blowingly complex thinking, but really helps you in life and will turn your mind internally by a mile.

I do get to see the rest of my family and dog when I get there and look forward to it. I love them, but being alone lets me re-charge my social energy.

Happy Saturday. This is better than politics or Covid. Enjoy your day. I’ll be playing with my dog.
What I do know is that dogs don’t live long enough for how much they love you.
I found this story and here are the highlights as well as the link to the study, but it’s not how we were told they age and it explains why.
Dogs live an average of 12 years. Human life expectancy, by contrast, is at least five times that, which is why many people go by the common rule of thumb that one “dog year” is equivalent to seven “human years.”
But that one-to-seven ratio is wrong, researchers found — it’s a misunderstanding of how dogs’ aging processes compare to those of humans. Instead, according to a July study, genetic evidence suggests that Labrador puppies and other young dogs age faster than their older counterparts.
“What’s surprising is exactly how old a 1-year-old dog is — it’s like a 30-year-old human,” Trey Ideker, a co-author of that study, said in a press release.
Ultimately, in order to calculate your dog’s human-age equivalent, you’ll need a calculator. The researchers’ formula is: A dog’s human age = 16 ln * your dog’s age + 31. (The ln refers to the natural log of a number.)
If you want to do the math, here is how:
The most precise method involves the empirical equation that the researchers discovered, which is 16 x ln(dog’s age) +31 = human age, (that is the natural logarithm of the dog’s real age, multiplied by 16, with 31 added to the total.)
You can compute this using any calculator which has the ln function. Simply type your dog’s age. Press ln. Press x and type in 16. Press + and type in 31. Hit the equals sign and there you have it.
Hat tip to Psychology Todayhttps://www.psychologytoday.com/intl/blog/canine-corner/202007/genetics-shows-how-convert-dogs-age-human-years
Compassion for animals is intimately associated with goodness of character, and it may be confidently asserted that he who is cruel to animals cannot be a good man.
BARK!!
while you’re gone. (Have you noticed that your toothbrush tastes a little
like cat butt?)
who’s walk is this anyway?
carpet?
haven’t quite mastered that handshake thing yet.
you’re just jealous.
your stuff up when you’re not home.
behind schedule that puts me?
freak out every time we go back.
moment for the top of the food chain!
And my favorite:
It is now a year later and my dog is 12 today. The average lifespan of Boxer according to my vet is “around” 8-10 years, so I’m living on borrowed time.
I named her after the dog in Jonny Quest because she had a black face like the dog in the cartoon.
Since I’ve worked at home the whole time we’ve had her, she has been my day pal. Now that my son has gone off to college, she is definitely my dog and I’m very attached to her.
Recently, I watched Marley and Me and I couldn’t bear the thought of losing her. Fortunately, she is still full of energy and looks like she’ll be around for a while.
I’ve posted about her over
the years, some of them being the most read entries I’ve written.
After the story of Shoep and John here is the link I am especially sensitive to her longevity and day to day life. She has had cancer surgery and still has the energy to love my family, although she is especially attached to me. It is mutual.
Here are some of the best of links: