I'm Dog Tired

Swana Boli, in Nepal, is the 'Dog's Day'; every other day of the year is open season on dogs who are kicked, chased and generally despised. Cervantes wrote , in Don Quixote, that 'every dog has his day' and the Romans used to mark the high summer months because the dog star, Sirius, ascended during those months and they believed it contributed to the sun's heat. If it goes 'to the dogs', it has come apart and is good for nothing and you might need to eat 'dog grass' in order to relieve the intestinal cramping. "Dog Soldiers' who were caught 'dogging it' usually ended up living a 'dog's life' and sometimes the 'dirty dog's' were left to 'die like a dog'. Up until we started letting them sleep with us, lie on the couch and eat off our plates being a dog wasn't a great thing.

The point? Do I have to have a point?

Yesterday, this dog had his day, and I would like to thank everyone who had a hand in it, and in the celebrations last Saturday. That you all came together to help me mark the day has proven that to be a rich man all you need are friends and I'm going to work like a dog to keep it that way. Thank you all. Now, I'm just going to have a quick nap in front of the fireplace. What? I didn't do it. I'm not going out there, its too cold. On the floor? You want me to sleep on the floor? Ow! Ow! Ooooooooooooooooh.