Sage here!

I heard someone say that dog is a mans best friend.  I’ll go along with that. Well we know it’s not a cat.  Not that I’m going to start bad mouthing cats.  It’s not their fault they are cats.  Oh by the way.  What do you call a cat that swallowed a duck?  A duck filled fatty puss!  Ok back to mans best friend.  Milan Kundera said "Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring--it was peace."  Milan sounds like a very intelligent human.  Did you know that there is evidence that man and dog were together in North America as far back as 10,000 years ago.  And not once have we asked you to clean our litter box.  And who is it that keeps getting that Timmy kid on TV out of the well.  Go on say it!  It’s a dog.  While I’m at it, lets see you tie eight cats to a sled and see how far you get.  All you get is eight ticked off cats.  I’m telling you there is a reason that when something goes real bad they call it a catastrophe. Ok well I’m sorry I  got my fur all ruffled. Let me leave you with this true story.  On 9/11 a computer technician Omar Eduardo Rivera was at his desk on the 71^st floor of the World Trade Center north tower, his guide dog "Dorado" lying under the desk. Then the plane struck. It seemed impossible to get down the stairs, so Rivera unleashed "Dorado" so he could escape to freedom. The dog refused to go, but soon was swept up in the tide of people and disappeared down the stairwell. Rivera was constantly becoming disoriented without his dog. Several minutes later, Dorado had returned - fighting against the massive exodus - and spent the next hour guiding Rivera to safety. A very short time later the building collapsed.  Good thing Dorado was not a cat or the only place Eduardo would have been led to was the can opener.

Till next time!