January 13, 2010

Little dogs, little and big people.



(Blogged from the Memphis airport, en route home.)

7 comments:

Almost Ali said...

Signs of life!

Thanks.

Irene said...

This lovely interlude reminds one of the joy doggies bring to life.

Woof!

Methadras said...

I love dogs.

Irene said...

. . . a silent little thread, oblivious to the Robertson scuffle above. It's a reminder that "dog" spelled backwards is "god."

The Elder said...

Sheesh. Blogging about dogs from an airport? You must be looking at all those yippy little foo-foo dogs in their carriers.

A dog ought to be big enough to bark, not just yip incessantly. Big enough to BARK. Like a REAL dog. Like a labrador!

The only good thing you say about a yippy little dog is . . . at least it's not a cat!

Maxine Weiss said...

So what went wrong?

Is it that difficult to make it in LA ?

If you aren't ethnically interesting enough, and refuse to get a good spray tan, I predicted there'd be problems.

That said, OC--there could have been something.

The best place for a young fellow is Mom's law school, especially when Mom can get you in easy. --Not that the admissions standards at that place are all that rigid to begin with....

If Mom has connections at a law school, after graduation you can move anywhere you like. At that point you'll have currency in a place like LA....provided you don't make the stupid mistake of putting an earring in your ear.

Love,

vbspurs said...

Oh, God. Maxine Waters aka Weiss is back with her pin-prick insinuations about Althouse and Family.

Much better to imagine if that stick-thin mum with a Central Park vibe is a recent transplant. Maybe she lost her job in the city, and had to move down to Austin. Her daughter is already being groomed to be agile with animals, and a visit to the stable for riding lessons are not far behind.

Cheers,
Victoria