Dr. Beads

Friday, November 05, 2004

Ignoring Impending Doom, with the Help of the Son and the Dog

Ignoring the widespread sense of impending doom, I choose today to document some mundane, life-affirming tidbits.

My son, David, has discovered a way to make our dog into a large burrito, with the comforter as the tortilla and the dog as the filling. Our dog's ancestors presumably came from Wales. Talk about your world wraps.

The deep moaning sound we encourage our dog to make when we press lightly on his ribcage is similar to the sound the elliptical training machine makes when we increase the resistance level.

What a tangled web we weave when first we decide to pick all the mushrooms out of the front lawn.


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