Why I Prefer Dogs Open Thread
Donald R. McClarey
Cradle Catholic. Active in the pro-life movement since 1973. Father of three, one in Heaven, and happily married for 41 years. Small town lawyer and amateur historian. Former president of the board of directors of the local crisis pregnancy center for a decade.
Lord Help me become the person my dog thinks I am.
(and not food for the cat-)
Roy Horn will tell you. “Zee cats are beautiful zen de could never never hurt zou. Zay our family zembers und ve do everything vith dem.”
Los Vegas. The Mirage.
Our short hair, Sarah, could not muster the energy to carry me off the sofa. Her fangs are just too small. However she does have a look about her when her plate is kibble free.
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Scary.
But cats, like honey badger, don’t give a damn!
I like dogs. But I prefer cats. Always have. Always will.
The dog hands down – unconditional love – even though I need to walk him when it’s ten degrees and 25 mph winds. With a cat (we’ve had two) it’s always on its terms. Two redeeming social values of a cat: easy to keep and it may keep down the rodent population.
Much prefer cats.
They give you feedback– “hey, you’re alright” up through “DIE DIE DIE”– while dogs are more like an on/off switch. You’re either God, or lunch.
My oldest’s accelerated (AP track) English class has been assignedThis piece of teenage melodrama:
Lucky us.
If anybody’s encountered that book, or another like it, and has any advice on how I can help my kid “process” this book, and successfully navigate the classroom discussion, unit test, etc. without selling out to The World, kindly share.
Also, God made me allergic to cats so I wouldn’t be tempted to dip them in kerosene and then strike a match.
You own a dog.
A cat owns you.
Ernst-
nothing constructive, garbage like that is reason umpty-squat why we homeschool.
I’m sorry.
There are times I’m tempted to join you in homeschooling. But I suppose somebody has to be a missionary to the pagans.
On the bright side, we’re also doing Confirmation this winter, so it’s an excuse to talk about our Catholic understanding of the human person, natural law, virtue ethics, etc. And it’s given me an excuse to reread Edward Sri’s Who am I to Judge?, which I bought for just such an occasion.
“…has any advice on how I can help my kid “process” this book, and successfully navigate the classroom discussion,…”
I haven’t read the book, however I do have advice for our missionary.
Go full Saint Boniface on the instructor.
Take your axe to the culture’s sacred homosexual oak tree. Chop that tree down ES.
Then…
Follow Foxfier’s lead.
Homeschool.
Many families share in the task or financially help the parents that teach the children. Great antidote to the sickness of political correctness and it’s perverse effects.
[Boys wearing lipstick and having feelings for each other? Time to act. Time to leave the cat alone and dip that book in kerosene and then strike the match.]
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