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To: altair19 who wrote (27787)	7/24/2003 10:21:33 PM
From: Clappy	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 104197

So I was out walking the dog before. That poor pathetic pooch makes me laugh sometimes. As I looked around at the bits of nature around the yard I notice it's taking him longer than usual to pinch off the end of that dump he making. There's an uncomfortable look on his face and he sort of turns around to show me the perdicament he's in. He must have eaten a long piece of hair or something because there's this little ball of crap hanging from him. It's about three inches below his butt and it knocks against him as he walks. So he tries everything he can think of to get it to come off. He sits a few times. That usually works. Not this time however. So then he sits and then starts draggin his arse on the ground. Still no luck. Even I'm amazed that this thing is still hanging from him. IT sort of reminds me of my wife's key chain. (No my wife does not have a little ball of doot hanging off her keys. But has some sort of chotski thingamajig similar in shape to that ball bouncing against Duffy's rear legs. It sometimes bounces like that while in the ignition... Now the dog tries running real fast in circles trying to out manuver the little ball. But the ball shadows him like the Red Barron with a Sopwith Camel in his sights. The dog cuts left then right, sits and does a quick ass-drag and then rolls onto his back over and over trying to dodge the tiny determined dootle. The hair just gets longer and longer. Now it's at 6 inches and swings like a pendulum as he slowly walks. Longer, longer. At eight inches it bounces along the ground as he runs around the tree trying to hide from it. The ball follows him. The dog takes a deep breath of frustration after being caught by it again. As he sighs at me I finally break down and walk over to him. I examine the situation and come up with the quickest easiest solution. I tell him to sit. He does. Then I stepped on the long hair and told him to get up and walk. He just looks at me. I suppose he was wondering if it would tickle or hurt. I sort of thought the same thing as I equated it to that old trick of swallowing a long strand of spagetti while holding one end and trying to pull it back out. He walked another few inches and finally he was free to roam untethered from the rear once again. It gave me a good laugh. One other quick observation... Lightening Bugs (or Fire Flies) have to be the coolest insect invented. I mean they are so different than anything else. I wonder how that creation came about. I mean there is some sort of fluorescent stuff inside a bug and they friggin' glow. Something I've seen a bazillion times before but it really hit home as to how weird that is. Perhaps it has to do with all of the rain this year, but there seems to be so many more than usual. It was sort of a darkened twilight with the sun set deep below the horizon. Anyhow I was in my backyard with the poop-free pup and noticed so many of them firing off in unison. Some groups would go together and there would be an few echos or replies also in unison by perhaps the other team of fire flies. In the distance I could hear the deep rumble of plastic garbage can wheels running over pebbles and blacktop. That sound coupled with the lighteneing bugs blinking made it almost feel the grand finalle of a fireworks display. Rumble, rumble, pop, pop, pop! It was really cool. Then I saw a small bat flying haphazzardly around hopfully eating a huge breakfast of mosquitos. Ther has been no shortage of mosquitos this year. But for whatever reason, I haven't had many bites that itched like crazy. Perhaps they are a bunch of wimpy mosquitos. Anyhow the flying bat looked a little bit on the obese side. It was sort of a bloated bat. If it wore a belt its belly would definitely lop over it. They must be eating well this year. Maybe that will mean more bats next year. Bats used to freek me out. Then I saw a show on PBS and realize that they are pretty cool. Maybe the boys and I will build a bat house one day for them. -BatsAndBalls P.S. No time for spell czech