Conversations With Bud
Bud: Laisser le bon temps rouller, Human. Look alive before we gotta give up all fun for Lent.
Me: You never give up anything for Lent. You’re not Catholic.
Bud: Fat Tuesday is upon us. Let’s pave the way with iniquity, indulgence, and impropriety. We must have something to confess on Ash Wednesday.
Me: Wait. You actually NEED to commit a sin?
Bud: Human. You simply do not understand the spirit of Mardi Gras.
Me: What I understand is you are looking for an excuse to trash my house. Again.
Bud: Nope. You got lucky this year.
Me: ?
Bud: My cousin Clotilde called from New Orleans. If you slap a first class ticket to The Big Easy on me, I think you can consider your residence spared this year.
Lookin’ good Bud!
Two stray dogs in Afghanistan saved 50 American soliders. A Facebook group raised $21,000 to bring the dogs back to the US and reunite them with the soldiers.
I lived in Afghanistan in ‘75-77. Dogs were an important part of daily life for many people. The Kuchis (nomads) lived side-by-side with beautiful Afghan Hounds. The Farsiwand (residents of Kabul, mostly) believed that if ‘one hair of a dog entered your home, the archangel Gabriel would never set foot inside your domicile’. True story.