Danny Boy – oh manny boy – uncanny how much I do love thee. Bee me, bee free, bee sweet like honey to the comb. How I am like you, like a dog, loyal to a fault. Forgiver, Forgetter and follow the scent like a hunter on the trail of a rabbit in heat. Eat Meat – Repeat. Blood, Flood, Mud…I live in a world filled with mud, have 4 pairs of mud boots and you simply have 4 paws, paws that dig in the dirt, rooting for field mice, bounding after squirrels in the Aspen trees. Flees, did we get them from that fat cat named Juliet? Forget it, Regret it! Look at her sideways and avoid her friendly catly ways. Danny doesn’t like fish or seafood of any type. Avoids shrimp and scallops – perhaps I should follow his lead and avoid the toxic chemicals and pharmaceuticals that end up in our waterways. You may think that a dog isn’t that smart, but their innate instincts, I’ll take any day over academic learned ways.
Too smart for my own pants. I’m sure I heard that as a wee one. I’m not really a smarty pants, just won’t say no, or can’t, or let go of a dream without a fight. Started College at 14 instead of High School. Youngest one to be made a TM teacher. Perhaps I was over-ambitious. What happened to my childhood? Follow the scent of the desire like a turtle racing the hare. Slow and steady wins the race. I chase Danny when he chases squirrels. Sometimes I’m smart and stand still, listen and wait. He always comes back. He knows the rules, loves to break them without a care in the world – then give me that sad brown eyes – I’m so sorry look and get some loving lecture about – “this is just for your own good” – with “bad dog” thrown in a few times – which turns to lots of petting, loving and then way more “good dog” to the bad. He knows I’m truly, madly, deeply in love with him. I traded in having a man in my life for the greatest dog on earth – DAN the MAN!