Monday, October 26, 2009

Where whiskey counts as beer.

Here is my dog. He is a beagle and some kind of hound. Probably basset, but maybe coon.
He enjoys the sun, barking at other dogs that pass his house, the front porch, ripping stuffed animals to pieces, walks, the ladies, people food and a variety of other dog related interests. He knows very little about the internet and computers.
The other day I found him standing on my lap top while he was trying to drink out of the glass of water next to my bed. On occasion (daily) he likes to stand on my chest and stare at me. It's strange. If there is a laptop in the way, he does not care. He will step on it. Make the url I am typing look like, "metalinggrhg3q90uqgie" what is that? That is not a url. That only sends me here, and wanted to sent here. To him computers do not matter and should stepped on. He can live that kind of lifestyle because he is a dog.