Wantin’ To Go To Texas
I incurred the displeasure of the dogs today by plunking a small straw cowboy hat on their heads and taking photos of them. But I do believe — ah, here is mystery! — that they warmed to the experience, and that they were spurred (if I may be allowed a small pun) to cast their thoughts to Tejas, and to dream of being cattle dogs, and of chousing longhorns across a bluebonnet-draped field, and to rout the javelinas in the thicket, and to never again be really cold, and to learn to tell the difference between rattlesnakes and blacksnakes. Clothes make the man, they say, and hats make the dog, I say.
Such a scrofulous and scabrous and seditious lot, these dogs. And they won’t even wear boots for me.
~ S.K. Orr
4 Comments
James
All well and good as long as you don’t make them go outside. They will be targets of ridecule for any other dog (and a few people) that spot them.
On a side note (completely unrelated); The park job is ending for the season on Monday. I have been invited back for next year.
admin
There’s something weird and synchronicitous in the air, James…a good friend of mine sent me a photo he’d taken recently of his dog…and the dog was wearing a straw hat. I believe a trend is being set.
Hope your last day at the park goes well tomorrow. That’s great news that you’ve been invited back for next year. You realize that you’re a rarity, don’t you? An American man with a work ethic strong enough to make people notice? Well done, sir. And I’m pleased that you found a part-time gig that agrees with you. Sounds like a great position.
James
The park is a good gig, I lost 30 pounds my first month there. I’m in the park when the weather is good and home by the pellet stove when the snow is falling.
admin
A sweet deal.