Tuesday, January 20, 2009


I came across this small truism years ago. I don't recall where and it doesn't really matter..
All dog people will see themselves here...

A bone to a dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog when you are just as hungry as the dog.


  1. For good or bad, I've always stopped at Mickey D's on the drive home from an upland hunt. The beagle first, and later the American water spaniel always enjoyed a hamburger. And they always got served first.

    Gordie is a bit fussy, and won't eat the pickle. If I don't remove it first, I'll find it plastered to his belly fur when we get home.

    He is such a cutie that I used to send him to buy our lunch. The MD girls would really take care of him. Now that I've turned 60, upon mutual agreement, I go in to get the Senior discount ;-)

    Good post, Bill, as usual.

  2. Somehow Tucker ends up with what I'm eating. He loves a good burger, but will always eschew a piece of onion. More than charity on my part, I think its some kind of 'setter' mind manipulation on his part.

    Michael--my Mom just showed me a cap she bought for my step father.
    It says, "don't forget my senior discount".