One day long long ago there was this woman who surprisingly did not whine, nag, and bitch.

But this was a long time ago.

And it was just one day.

You would learn stuff like...

• When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
• Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
• Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.
• When it's in your best interest, practice obedience.
• Let others know when they've invaded your territory.
• Take naps and stretch before rising.
• Run, romp, and play daily.
• Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
• Avoid biting, when a simple growl will do.
• On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
• On hot days, drink lots of water and lay under a shady tree.
• When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
• No matter how often you're scolded, don't buy into the guilt thing and pout - run right back and make friends.
• Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
• Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough.
• Be loyal.
• Never pretend to be something you're not.
• If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
• And MOST of all...
• When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.

180's and 270's. In this exercise, if you lose sight of your dog and turn your back on him, expect a cold nose up your tailpipe.

Don't you wish you had a superhero costume? E does. Saving the world from bad video and making an awesome agility blog. Go Super E!

On my way up to MA today I was listening to NPR... only because my blasted XM radio cable was severed a few days ago by catching on a low branch... and you try and find a working radio station in the boondocks of MA... anyhow... the Click and Clack Car Talk guys were on (a re-run) and this guy called up about his car and dog. Here's the post word-for-word on the Car Talk website. Can you figure out why Mr. P doesn't like his new car?

So last night, during a family dinner get together, I got to hear a story of how my 200 lb. brother-in-law was knocked ass over tea kettle last week when his 60 lb. English Bulldog ran and jumped at him at top speed. Now when you think about 60 lb. English Bulldog, you'd think it couldn't be that fast, would you? But I guess Ethel (named so because of my sister's I Love Lucy fetish) can move pretty quick. Anyway, his account was that as she jumped onto his hip and he went flying, it all went into slow motion. That is, until the last 5 inches from the ground when time caught back up and he "whumped" into the ground. His hip is still black and blue!