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Why 42? Read Douglas Adams. Why start a blog? Why not. Don't agree with or are offended by something I have to say? Start your own blog and print whatever you want. These are just random thoughts and observations I run into from time to time. Feel free to comment.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Daisy's war on terror


I haven't had time to blog in quite a while. Lets see if I can get back into the groove of things and be a little more regular about it. To do so, I may need to blog for the sake of blogging from time to time just for the sake of getting into a routine habit. This is one of those times. I went to the Ike Reilly concert at Station 4 last night, and thought about blogging on that experience, but my buddy handled that one. Any attempt on my part would come of as a cheap immitation at this point.

Instead, I will recount the small war on terror that has become a part of my home life. Daisy, my Beagle mix, has declared war on our grill. This morning, while leashed out front, she managed to tangle her leash about the wheel of the grill. Subsequently, while engaged in who knows what chicanery, she caused the grill to shift, which caused the lid to fall off of the grill and on to the pavement with a cacophanous clang that she apparently took as a personal assault.

We knew something was up when Daisy started her "howling" bark. This is a special bark reserved for when she is feeling threatened or very nervous. A neighbor was kind enough to have come over and was already unwrapping her leash from the wheel of the grill. I took daisy inside and thought that would be the end of of it. Alas, I was sorely mistaken! Now, every time we let the dog out, she is drawn right to the grill. Like Don Quixote jousting his windmills, Daisy takes the offensive and stares down the charcoal menace that is our grill, and of course, starts barking and howling. I hope this ends soon, our the neighborhood will be on our doorstep with pitchforks and torches.

As Daisy attempts to protect herself and our family from the Weber war machine, one might think it gratifying to know we have such a fierce and protective defender of home and hearth... Unfortunately, when it is humans that are involved, rather than take an offensive stance, the tactic she seems to adopt is the old "cower and empty my bladder" strategy. Well, we love her anyway.