Braided Beeches – South Field
No photo directly related to this post. It’s too disgusting. I got into the house and found a message on the desk.
Romula, one of our livestock guardian dogs, wrote, in her own special way, “I sheeeet on your stuff!”
She shit on on the power company monthly bill.
Precisely on the power company bill.
Only on the power company bill.
I do not know if Romula is making a political statement in sympathy with the Occupy Wall Street protesters or what. It really isn’t very fair of her since our electric company is a very nice, local, cooperative utility. As members, we own it. But Romula may not fully understand the protests. After all, she’s not quite a year old. Mostly she is outside guarding and herding – she’s not a house dog.
In any case, I threw out the bill and made a note to call the electric company to get a new copy of the bill. If necessary we can explain our dog shit the bill. As a child I never did get to use the excuse “My dog ate my homework.” This is close. Very close. Disgustingly close.
Outdoors: 52°F/33°F Mostly Cloudy
Tiny Cottage: 67°F/65°F
Daily Spark: “A man’s ethical behavior should be based effectually on sympathy, education, and social ties; no religious basis is necessary. Man would indeed be in a poor way if he had to be restrained by fear of punishment and hope of reward after death.” – Albert Einstein