JD's Deuce Points (Giddy-Up!)

1. Reconciliation, Part 1

Lady and I had a "come to Jesus meeting" over the weekend. After she peed in my corn flakes (and it smelled like asparagus), I could tell something was bothering her. I mean, I thought she was upset with me for continually blogging about her, but then I thought about it more: how in the world would Lady know if I was blogging about her? It's not like Lady owns a puptop or iPaw. Silly me.

So, then, I wondered if it was putting Zima on her toenails to prevent her from incessantly biting them. Wrong again, as I actually had to wean Lady off the Zima because she liked it so much. I decided to sit Lady down in the living room with my wife and me.

We sat on the couch and Lady sat in the middle of the floor. Even though the blogging and Zima seemed to be unlikely culprits for her mood swings, I asked her about them anyways.

I said, "Lady, now when I ask you questions, if you don't respond in any drastic fashion, I'm going to assume that's not the issue."  First question, "Lady, do you resent me for blogging about you?" Lady did nothing in response. Second question, "Was it the Zima?" Lady laid her head down on the floor. My wife and I were puzzled at this point. My wife then asked, "Lady, was it the time, we acted like you were supposed to be a horse?" Lady barked pretty loudly after this question. Closure. We knew what did it. You'll have to wait until next week to find out what Lady was barking about. 

2. "Carry on my Wayward Sun"

Shining brightly, you warm the Earth, like a comforter during the Klondike cluster. Your brightness provides a light at the end of the tunnel with no name. 

I can feel you when you're near, but you always go away at night. I take a break from you. I can be down, I can be lonely, but when I see you, I squint. Ouch.

Now you're shining too bright, and I must put on my blinders to see you again. Why so bold? Are you mad at me? I grow warm again. WTF. Too warm. Go away.

It's 8:35P. You're gone again. Except this time I wonder if you're a black hole of despair. Come back, come back. Where are you? Oh, there you are. Carry on.