Just Venting ...

I spent over six hours with my kid at her basketball tournament today, cheering her on, getting her fed between games and driving her from game-to-game.  Tournament is over for the day, we are driving home at 8:30pm, DH (her dad) calls and his first question is "what's for dinner?".  We get home, dogs (five of 'em) are not fed and are outside in the dark, DH has been laying around all day doing who-knows-what?  You think I'm cooking him dinner - ha?  Kid is already fed and the fridge was full of food.  No fucking way.  What am I - your domestic slave?  I think not!

I am beginning to think that my BFF is right when she says that what men really want is a mommy to take care of them.
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My dear friend T and her baby J

I went to T's wake (she's a Catholic) and her 7 year old daughter J was amongst the mourners, taking their hands and saying "come see my Mommy, she looks really pretty and look, I gave her my teddy-bear".  Broke my heart, she's so young and it hasn't "sunk in" yet.  I know, because my (adopted) daughter lost her mother when she was 6 years old.  She is now 15 years old and is distraught over what J is going through and what is yet to come.

*sigh* life sucks sometimes
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the (alleged) celestial puppeteer and his stupid plan

New people that I meet are often put-off or mildly shocked when they learn that I am an atheist – not that I ever bring up the subject, but most eventually do ask about my beliefs. Don’t misunderstand me, I know what an agnostic is and I am not one of them. There are many reasons for my beliefs, however today I was reminded (again) of the most compelling reason. A dear friend and neighbor died today, for reasons unknown she started shaking and fell dead, all within two minutes and, in the presence of her 7 year old daughter and 13 year old son. Her son called 9-1-1 immediately and the paramedics responded within 10 minutes, but they were not able to revive her. I have known this dear woman for fifteen years. She leaves behind a husband who adored her, in addition to her two children.

So, is this god’s will? My monotheistic friends would say that it is and would tell me to find comfort in knowing that this tragedy is part of god’s plan and, that even though we are not meant to understand that plan we must still have faith in it and in god. WELL FUCK THE PLAN.

There can be no all-knowing, merciful, benign being that would think it is a good plan to have a decent, loving woman die at the age of 47 and leave behind a devastated man and two young children. This is an obscene contradiction and, if I am wrong then when I eventually meet this so called god I intend to spit in his face.

Might want to revise the plan, ass-wipe.

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Bronco Spawn II

 

















Another picture of Waylon, at rest, so you can get a better idea of what he looks like.  My niece has taken to calling him "Way-Way" - *gag*.
 
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Bronco Spawn - a.k.a. Son of the Little Shit



My Bronco son (Waylon) that I am currently training. He is playing the "two ball" game here, I use it to train my dogs to come to me, as the foundation for the retrieve and the "out".  I just love Waylon and he loves to work - he is always ready to do anything that I ask of him.  He is much more social than Bronco (Mr. Aloof) but has just as much drive.  He is just over 2 years old, which for this breed means he is still mentally a puppy - but I couldn't be more happy with him at this point.

Quite the maw on him - aye?

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Bronco throwing a tantrum

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This is what happened every time I tried to pick Bronco up as a puppy ... it's a wonder that I didn't kill the little shit before he grew up.  He grew up to be a great working dog though ... really.
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I love this dog!!



This is my old man Repo.  I have had him since he was 7 weeks old and he is by far the best all-around working dog I have ever had the privilege to train.  This dog did it all - he would do anything I asked him to do with no hesitation.  He is now almost 11 years old and long since retired (late 2004) and he still has the enthusiasm of a young dog.

I trialed and competed with this guy in 40+ events during his working career and he never let me down - always focused on me and the work, and putting forth his best effort.  This guy, in his prime, took us all the way to the Protection Sports Association's national competition in 2004 and took 2nd place amongst a field of Belgian Malinios - unprecedented for an American Bulldog.  I was so proud of him that day.

We have taken a lot of flack over the years from those in the protection sport world because his breed is traditionally a catch-dog (a form of hunting breed).  But all breeds alive today started with a purpose - hunting, herding/guarding flocks of domestic animals, keeping of various forms of vermin from destroying crops, property protection and the like.  And yes, I know that protection sports today are dominated by the herding breeds, but so what - a good dog is a good dog, period.  In my experience, the American Bulldog brings an intensity and power to protection sports that the herders just don't have.  And, the American Bulldog fits into family life perfectly because they have an "off switch" that the herding breeds do not.

Anyhow, I just had Repo out for a late night walk and was reflecting on our life together while enjoying his company - and I just felt like posting about him.  For those interested in the work that he does, check out the pictures and videos at http://sabc.homestead.com/repoman.html.

And, please, no comments from the PETA crowd or other bleeding hearts about what I do with my dog - you just don't understand dogs.  A dog NEEDS to work.

K


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