Oh man, there it is, laying there like a gauntlet, waiting to be picked up and mangled right into next week. But I ain't a- gonna' touch it, no Sir, not me.
This one day at some kind of a outdoor public event, we happened to meet a dog walking a couple of people leaving as we were arriving. So of course I stopped and talked with the dog for a bit- a beautiful female German Shepherd. Turns out, she was a former service dog, smart as the proverbial whip, and
very exceedingly well trained. She just did not do any of the 'usual' dog stuff like chase food, even seem to notice other dogs, small animals (read: prey) and so on. But Mom (the woman of the couple with the dog) caught her a few times, laying down in the yard, just looking around when something like a squirrel would come into the yard and stop..... the dog looked at the squirrel and while she (the dog) thought no one was looking, slowly raised one lip in a very subtle snarl, then looked away. Now the dog did not even notice the squirrel, never mind even think about chasing it but apparently when she did notice the squirrel, she wanted the squirrel to know that she still knew she was a dog (predator) and would happily give chase, catch the squirrel and eat it for dinner..... had she not been so well trained that she did not notice the squirrel in the first place.
Just like me, too well mannered to even notice what Bob's Mamma may have or may not have done in the past.
Brian
The trip would have been a loss as the scrap yard is a good 40 mile round trip, but I was thinking ahead. I brought along a bucket full of dead motorsickle batteries and sold them to a battery shop along the way. Another $4 just barely nudged me into the black. Momma didn't raise no fool...
