My esteemed colleague Joseph (Joey dog) Stephens and I thought it would be a lazy Saturday today. In fact, we spent the morning lounging around.
But then things started to get interesting. Dad decided to get out the Beast and finish chipping all those sticks. We went out to investigate and soon discovered he had left the back yard gate open. So Joey decided to take a little walk on his own. Fortunately he didn’t get very far. (We doggies are not supposed to be out of the yard without a leash. That’s the law in our town.)
Once back in the yard, in a feat of amazing courage, Joey dog went over to the big scary noisy Beast machine stick-chipper brush-grinder monster thing, while it was running, to make sure Dad wasn’t putting his arms and legs and fingers and toes in there. Satisfied that Dad was OK, Joey quickly returned to the safety of the garage.
We decided it was better to stay indoors and check our email and blogs. You know how much I like to learn new words, right? My good friend Charlie from Australia used a word on his blog that I never heard before: chooks. What the … ? So I looked it up. It means chickens. What a coincidence! This morning, Miss Charlee Puppy from Boca Raton, Florida just sent me some pictures of a rooster running around in the street by her house. Apparently in her neighborhood, a few people raise chickens in their yards. Charlee says there is someone who comes around and inspects the chicken keepers regularly. One guy had too many roosters, and so he tossed one over the fence when the inspector arrived. This now free ranging rooster has set up shop and harasses all the stray cats in the area. Charlee's neighbor, Spider Mike, indicated that he might just catch that old rooster and put him in a pot for dinner one day.
Wow! We had no idea what a chicken looked like. We always thought they looked like this:
Yum. Well, you learn something new every day!
There was one more thing I learned. There’s another definition of the word, chooks, and here it is:
A handsome, loving, cuddle extraordinaire who always makes you laugh when you're feeling down. A person who's smart, generous and adorably dorky. Someone who always knows what you're thinking and is always your partner in crime. They're happy to travel with you to the ends of the earth, or just to the end of the couch. They're the 'Mario' to your 'Luigi', the 'cup' to your 'cake' and the love of your life.
That seems to describe Joey dog and me to a tee, don’t you think? Are we a couple of chooks?
And that's a memo.
Here's Charlie's blog address:
And here's a link to a comic I just discovered called "Red and Rover."