On The Lighter Side

     This morning I thought about all the serious subjects I could  write  about.   All those things I see on TV that could make me angry, the stuff on Facebook that seems petty and stupid.  So, I started  writing and as luck would have it my computer glitched out and I lost it all.  I don't want to blame the programers who run this blog for problems, so I will take the heat myself for not pressing "save" throughout my thoughts. 
     Rather than re-write what I was saying that was earth shattering of course, I decided to broach another subject;  my dog.  Yes, Blog fans,  this one is about my dog, Rosita.  For those of you that do not have pets, you don't know what you are missing.  Those early morning walks in freezing temperatures cheering on you dog to do its business so you can go back to bed or off to work on time.  Those rainy days that your dog refuses to go out in and the hot concrete in the Summer that can burn the its pads so you must carry her/him to that special place only they know is perfect for that dribble of urine to leave or you know what else.  I am lucky, our house has 3 cats and a chihuahua rat terrier mixe.  I call her chirerrier.  Her days are filled with 3 things, eat, sleep and harassing the cats.  She rules our house with an iron fist, barking out orders(couldn't help the pun) like a drill Sargent with a southern accent.  Leaving us with hours of confusion as to what she is trying to say; "feed me", "I want to play", "I need to go out", and "where are yo going?".  I have to say after destroying our carpet(many of you know how hard it is to train a chihuahua), having to spend more money on doctor bills than I would on myself(she's allergic to everything), I wouldn't have it any other way. 
     What I get out of this is unconditional love, I get to have something so dependant on me that it enhances my sense of responsibility, I get to come home to someone so happy to see me that they are beside themselves and I get a protector who will alert me every time someone walks by my home, especially when I'm taking a nap as us old people tend to do.  What I also get is a good listener when times are tough, an agreement on how to solve the problems of the world and someone who comforts me when I am sick.  In fact she does all the things to both my wife and I.  Neither of us can understand how some people could mistreat a creature like this.  Research shows that those with pets are happier, live longer and are healthier.  I guess I am going to live a long life.  Rosita and her gang of cats are certainly making us happy.  That's all I have to say.