Wednesday, October 5, 2016





The One Percent


Hogan Here!
I don’t know why any dog gets up for breakfast.  Breakfast is, usually, heated frozen food, strong coffee and unreasonable schedules.  The only snack for a dog is licking a greasy plate left in the sink.  Drain board surfing only finds daily lists and crumbs.  Most dogs are just salivating for nothing!

Well, I have other thoughts. Breakfast is really one of the sweet spots of life. It is the time when thoughts can flow without interruption and good comfort food can pave the day.  I say, bring on the family discussions basted with poached eggs and bacon but leave the table scraps on the counter.  Yes, allow everyone to move into their morning schedule with positive limits of planned accomplishments.  Make sure that cleaning the kitchen isn't on that morning schedule.
Now, it's the dogs' moment!   G-o-o-o-o dogs!  Go counter surfing!  This is your sweet spot.  You clean the kitchen.  Later, when your folks come home, ask for forgiveness.  It's too late for the permission part!  And, if necessary, point out to your folks that, in a dog's world, they are in the One Percent!  Can't they give up a few scraps?  Yes, they can!
HOPE FOR THE BEST
                                           

Monday, October 3, 2016



Mind Reading!

Hogan Here!

I am lucky to be a dog.  No one tries to read my mind and follow their clairvoyant efforts with false judgment about my intentions.  Nope. I am left alone with my thoughts that take me to wonderful places, where my imagination is full and my capabilities are limitless.  I am free to be a dog.  I am free to be Hogan.    

Mind reading!  The way I see it, “mind reading” is common for those that think with a closed fist rather than an open hand. And their judgment follows.  What a mess!

I prefer my thoughts to be mine only.  As I have said, my thoughts can take me to wonderful places, where my capabilities are limitless and my imagination is full.

Yes, I will be left alone with my thoughts.  Dogs aren’t thought to be great thinkers.  But, we are.  I think deeply under a soft coat of fur that soothes the world.  A mind reader would only pass me by with a light stroke on the back  

But, to be perfectly clear:

Mind reading?  Don’t try it on me!  Again, I am a Golden who’s thoughts go to wonderful places, where my capabilities are limitless and my imagination is full.  
THOUGHTS GO TO WONDERFUL PLACES