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I learned that if you walk upto a woman in the street and hop on for 5 your likely to get bitten.


I also learned if you try the above it is very difficult if they do not stop moving.


But I did not learn when to give up so here is to keeping on trying.

On the more serious side...
Dogs (animals in general but primarily K-9s & Lupine) have been a near constant companion in my world; my confidant, protector, companion and teacher. When, in my youth, my father would set into one of his "let's beat the family" tirades it was my habit to escape, hiding in the dog house (quite literally... but it was a large dog house).

When I had my accident in the early 80s and broke my back it was the gift of a Doberman Pincher puppy that made my day; Osiris, as he was known, making certain that I had the things I need (he actually retrieved things for me) and likewise gave me a good chuckle every now and then... especially when it came to his love of avocados and willingness to climb the trees to get to them.

Sadly, the last such companions I had were a Wolf named Kahli-Ma and a coon-hound named Samhain (Sammy -- he came into our life on Halloween weekend... go figure). Though both ended up in good home settings, they were two of the biggest sacrifices I had to make in the early on-set of my health failure. But like so many before them, they taught me a great deal about unconditional love, forgiveness, the importance of family (the pack) and so much more.

Animals are highly underrated by human beings. Fortunately there are those who are willing to study them and find how intelligent they really are and even how we might better communicate with them vs. commanding them and placing them in servitude.

With all the corn aside, this is a very deep and personal issue to me in that I've learned that I can trust and depend upon animals far more than I can many a human being. But then, animals don't tend to work with an agenda or the need for political grand-standing.

Wishmaster wrote:What an interesting story. Sad though.

Lafayette must have been quite an amazing character. It does say a lot about him that he preferred the company of his companion Beauty over most people, and not necessarily in a bad way.

It was a very weird event, when the fire started the audience were unsure if it was real or just part of the show and it was only when one of the musicians climbed on stage and played the National Anthem that they realised the show was over and they exited the building. Sadly the musician died in the fire. Lafayette ran back into the building to rescue the lion and his horse but also perished in the fire. When his body was found he was still wearing his elaborate costume from the Lion's Bride but it was noticed that his very valuable rings were missing and it was assumed that someone had already found and robbed them - due to the conditon, the body was hastily sent off for cremation. Digging deeper into the debris they later found another body, dressed exactly the same as the first but this time wearing the rings and thus one of Lafayette's secrets was exposed - he used a body double at times (assumed to be his bandmaster who strongly resembled him) and as a result the wrong body was almost taken to be the real Lafayette!

I also learned from my Bulldog which is if you are not participating in the argument there is ultimately no argument.

Or in the words and context that came to me at the time, "I'm done." which I discovered has no real counter argument. Of course the bulldog did this half way through his walks when he got tired and decided he wasn't walking anymore.

I've sense used this concept during discussions and indeed it is true. I'm done pretty much kills any sort of discussion happening.