Life With Shasta
*Ferrett gets up from his chair*
Shasta: YOU’RE UP YOU’RE UP YOU’RE UP! WHAT MAGIC WILL YOU UNDERTAKE NOW? WHAT CRAZY WONDERLAND WILL YOU LEAD ME TO?!? TAKE ME THERE, YOU MADCAP HUMAN, OH LEAD ME TO YOUR MYSTICAL GARDENS!
Ferrett: I’m getting the cable bill.
*Shasta dances for another ten minutes after I sit down*
*Ferrett gets up*
Shasta: HE RISES, TO WORK HIS GLORY UPON THE WORLD! SHOW ME! SHOW ME WHAT GREATNESS IT IS YOU INTEND TO ACCOMPLISH, OH MASTER! I CAN’T HOLD MY ENTHUSIASM – LOOK, I’M DANCING! I’M DANCING! WHEN WILL YOU UNLEASH THE PARTY HELD WITHIN YOU? WILL YOU _
Ferrett: I’m peeing, Shasta. That’s all there is.
*Shasta looks at me expectantly*
Ferrett: Seriously. You don’t have to watch my every micturation.
*Shasta sits, patiently, waiting for some urine-related magnificence that will never come*
I can think of no better teacher of the lesson to take joy and love the small things in our life, better than dogs.
Just without all the eating cat poop, dead things, licking my own butt, etc and so on.
I LOVED THIS ONE. THIS ONE WAS GREAT. YOUR DOG IS GREAT! YOU’RE GREAT! THIS IS GREAT!
And then somebody wonder why I’m a cat person. 🙂