Hello and welcome to the worried world of the Dogpound. They say bad things happen in three’s…not sure where that came from, but I have always heard that phrase along with breaking a mirror was seven years of bad luck. I was thinking…first bad thing was the earthquake that gave new meaning to rock and roll; number two baddie was the hurricane that tried to wash us out to the ocean and feed us to the fish; finally number three is just around the bend and it could be worse than the earthquake and the hurricane all rolled into one ball…yes…Congress will be returning to Washington D.C. YIKES!! I am beginning to think DC might be better off if Godzilla and King Kong invaded and duked it out over the White House lawn…I kid you not.
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
“He who learns but does not think, is lost! He who thinks but does not learn is in great danger.” Confucius
While I sat in the reception area of my doctor’s office, a woman rolled an elderly man in a wheelchair into the room. As she went to the receptionist’s desk, the man sat there, alone and silent. Just as I was thinking I should make small talk with him, a little boy slipped off his mother’s lap and walked over to the wheelchair. Placing his hand on the man’s, he said, “I know how you feel. My mom makes me ride in the stroller too.”
COUNT YOUR CHICKENS
The farmer’s son was returning from the market with the crate of chickens his father had entrusted to him, when all of a sudden the box fell and broke open. Chickens scurried off in different directions, but the determined boy walked all over the neighborhood scooping up the wayward birds and returning them to the repaired crate. Hoping he had found them all, the boy reluctantly returned home, expecting the worst. “Pa, the chickens got loose,” the boy confessed sadly, “but I managed to find all twelve of them.” “Well, you did real good, son,” the farmer beamed. “You left with seven.”
I AM BLONDE OR AM I BLOND?
A blonde watching the news hears that two Brazilian men die in a skydiving accident.
She sobs and cries, “Oh my goodness, that is so sad! How many is a brazilian?” By the way…I had a friend write me [who happens to be a blonde and, no, she was not unhappy about this joke], she was telling me the proper spelling of blonde was blond. This was news to me …but again she is a blonde. Lolol
Take care and always be good, play safe and remember never step on a crack or break your mother’s back.
JR and Max