We are unemployed but pay lots and lots of taxes. The sales tax on food, on gasoline, on phone bills, McDonald 99 cent hamburgers, car and boat license, personal property tax, real estate tax and a lot of other tax that I'm not going to work my head on. We should be filing all that and getting some kind of rebate! We are being discriminated against! What's a poor boy to do?
No wonder older people start hunkering over somewhat. They've had it stuck in them so often they've finally quit bothering to straighten up after every pop. That is one of the reasons older men should be married. Like in my case, I stand a lot more upright than I could without Dory. Bearing her like a cross on my back day after day tends to balance my hunker some. My worry is getting caught out in the rain and drowning as the water pours down my nostrils. She may be rearing me back a little too far! Heck, retired folks don't need to get out when it's raining.
Dory's plan for the this day is joining a few others at someone's house to play Mahjong. It looks like this is going to be her every Monday thing for awhile. If she enjoys it why not.
She just walks out leaving her three pets to care for themselves. Happily she does leave me in charge and not wanting me to get too weak to protect the house and other pets, she'll set me out a can of sardines in mustard sauce and a few crackers for my lunch. Boy she's sweet!
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"Our insignificance is often the cause of our safety." - Aesop
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