So yesterday was Reverend Doctor Martin Luther King Junior Day. It's only one day, but it's a long holiday, nevertheless. At least the name is.
I'm feeling like I should make a brave political statement, or even a quailing political statement, but I'm not feeling brave, political, or quailing.
There will be no statement forthcoming.
We bought the dogs a ramp so they could get on the bed without waking me up in the middle of the night. Sprocket has figured it out. I'm not sure Spring feels like bothering. That would disappoint me. I want to preserve her joints. She's still having trouble climbing the stairs (although with stairs like ours, it's hard to blame her). She has achy days, too.
But! A fabulous new development in the world of veterinary science! There's beef stinky aspirin! Spring likes it! Now I don't have to gavage the aspirin down her throat anymore. Gross and painful for me (she'd bite my fingers when I'd try to get the pills past her tongue) and demeaning and demoralizing for her.
Now she's demeaned by being tricked into taking the medication. But she doesn't know it. So maybe it's okay.
In any case, I believe it's time for her aspirin and it's time for a snack for Dotty.
p.s. Sprocket is snoring.
Posted by dotty at January 20, 2004 11:32 AMYou bought... your dogs... a ramp?
I can only take this as a sign of a degenerate and depraved society. Next thing you know, instead of cleaning up this planet, we'll be off to find a new one to spoil.
Posted by: Armistice Spluttergut-Wedge at January 20, 2004 09:10 PMDid SStL not want to build a ramp?
Or was there not enough woodworking involved in a ramp? Or would the cost of the materials have exceeded purchasing a ready-made ramp?
(If ready-made, could the ramp be exhibited as a Duchamp?)
Posted by: Mr. Guy at January 21, 2004 03:16 PM