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Me, being thoughtful
Did you notice that I titled the picture, “Me, being thoughtful”? Ha! Really that is a smug smile on my face. Mom said that my writing wasn't good enough to keep going, that it was stiff and stilted, whatever that means. But Orble liked it enough to give me a domain all my very own. True they didn't let me create my own name, but they did let me choose what I'd like out of the ones they already had.
You know I think Mom's jealous. Yup, that's it. Poor mom she just isn't getting the readers she used to, but that's because she isn't posting as much as she did. Maybe this will put a fire under her tail, oh, she doesn't have a tail. Well she should. Tails are so very handy, don't you think?
All right, let's talk about tails, no, I'm talking on the subject of my new domain name. That would be http://www.peopleareweird.net mom got it wrong in her blog, I think, or was it me on a post? Darn it, I can't remember. You know being a beautiful, elegant Poodle Dog can be very difficult sometimes. Think about it, I have to maintain my grooming at all costs. It doesn't have to be clipped really short but it must be neat, and clean, oh my, it must always be clean and shiny. Well, OK, I do like playing in the dirt and mud but then I always insist that mom clean up my coat. Oh, I digressed, mom says that, I'm pretty sure I used it right, did I?
What I'm trying to write about is my new domain and mom being jealous and wrong. I'm not sure I should tell her, I mean, I don't want to hurt her feelings but I do want her to know that I am successful, because I have the domain, Orble wouldn't give it to someone who wasn't successful, they wouldn't. It doesn't mean anything just because I don't get a lot of comments, all it means is that I'm very clear and concise in what I write and therefore few or no comments are required.
She wrote last night in her blog, www.IandMe.com, that I wasn't all that great of a writer, that I didn't know how to type all that well and that my writing was stiff, well of course it's stiff, I mean you ever try typing with paws instead of those silly long things that people have? They can't even walk on them because they are so breakable. And as to not being able to type, well, of course I know how to type, I'm getting this written aren't I? Well, yes, I do have help, not a lot, but some, mostly the spell checker, if I don't know how to spell something it usually gives me a lot of ideas, if I have some of it wrong. I'm only 10 you know, I shouldn't be expected to write and spell perfectly after all I am a Poodle Dog not a human type person.
Now about my new domain name, mom says that it's silly, but they didn't have what I wanted or needed they only had names that would work for human people type writings, not Poodle Dog writings. So there was the one I chose, it's really very perfect, because there is no doubt in my mind that “people are weird!”
Think about it, people don't have fur, so they put on this weird type of fur and it's different almost every day. (Well mom's friend Jerry has a lot of fur for a human, but still not enough to keep him warm.)
People don't sniff each other, they shake their upright appendages or they do what mom calls hugging. Neither seem like a great way to get to know each other. And they almost never stop making noises. Mom isn't too noisy when she's alone but sometimes she makes sounds at me even when she's alone, or she makes them at Max (now that's a whole 'nother story).
Then there's another thing that I think is weird, they get wet and soapy almost every day, what's with that? They get rid of all the neat smells that they need to identify themselves and that make them interesting. It's just to sad, have you ever tried to get to know someone only to discover that they smell like perfume or soap or something that isn't a person smell. It's like smelling a dog from the dog groomer whose mom let them put perfume on, you can't get a good idea of who the dog is because of all the stinky stuff that they put on him or her. Mom won't even let them use stinky soap on me or Max, she says that it makes her stuff up and I would think so, really, it makes me sneeze and I can't figure out who I am much less who the other dogs are. So what's with that, anyone understand?
Anyway, those are just three reasons that I chose the domain that I did, and then there's the reason that I just couldn't find one I liked better. Plus mom was getting tired, she wanted her computer back so she could check her email and go to bed. Have you noticed that mom seems to be pretty jealous of my use of her computer.
She keeps trying to get me to use the big one in the studio office, and I can't use that one. You know those ones that sit on the desk and are big and have separate keyboards and stuff? How do you expect a Poodle Dog to use a keyboard that's on a desk? And the screen thingy doesn't move to the floor so even if mom would put the keyboard thing on the floor how does she expect me to see what I've written, you do have to read what you write you know. And then the mouse, on her laptop I can use the flat mouse thingy and move the arrow (mom calls it the mouse too, how many mouses does she think I can use anyway?) and do what I need done, but with the big computer I have to learn to use a separate thing (that mom also calls a mouse, so why are they different?) that has buttons that have to be pushed and you have to slide it around, how am I supposed to do that? Hello, I have PAWS not fingered things at the end of my legs. (Mom has just told me that those things she has are called Hands, who knew?).
Mom dares me to let this post go up the way I type, without using the spell checker, a term I learned when I first started using this computer thing, which isn't that hard. So, I think I'm going to, she says that I have lots of typos and missspellings but I don't I think that computer is just trying to make me look bad, and because of that I'm going to ignor t when they tell me that something is wrong. It sin't wrong it's just them trying to make me look bad. Mom used to type my blogs for me, and my posts before I got a blog but now that I have my very own blog she refused tohelp me type or even work out what I'm going to say so this last paragarph is going to be just they way I type it and I'm not going to change a thing. See how perfect it is? Ha! So there, Poodle Dogs, black eleglantly beautiful ones especially can type and write! So joijn me at my new domain as soon as it's ready, which I home will be soon.
Roux 'b Doux, the Pleasantly Perfect Poodle Dog and Honorary Greyhound
BTW I hope you realize that I have learned to understand sand even speak people, mom and I do communicate with people speak, and that isn't easy, she can't speak dog, so I had to learn people. Hum, whose the smart one now?
I am in the same business as you. I also think people are weird and I'm writing about them. I think you'd like my stuff too. check my blog out at www.weird0humans.wordpress.com ! I'd love to start a conversation about weird stuff together
-katecip