Brother Gun

Out of a family where as kids we were not allowed to even have a BB gun or a pen knife, my brother became the hunter. No problem there, I don't have a gun but I understand the need for hunters in the maintenance of our forests, and for many people a supplement of great protein.

My only experience with hunting was with my brother in law, and his friends in Nicaragua, when we went out to hunt birds for the nights dinner. They were small birds and did not provide a great feast.

Tasty though.

My brother loves his guns and tries to convert me to his mind set. Recently he must have subscribed to a NRA house organ for me. I actually read the fear filled articles, with there defense of the gun as a necessity of life.  It is amazing that they call gun ownership "the first right". I do not know what happened to " Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness."

In the Liberty magazine that my brother is sending to me I read the following.

"All of the mass shootings in America except one have been done in gun free zones."

True nonsense. They obviously forget all the in home shootings where a husband wife or other concerned citizen wipes out his whole family and then kills himself while trying to kill the police on the site.

They  also forget that all the mass shootings in the United States have been done with a gun or a number of guns sometimes including automatic weapons that have no use except to kill people in great numbers as quickly as possible. They are not legal for hunting in any state that I am aware of. If I am wrong on this point I am sure my brother will offer a correction. It seems crazy to have to say "all mass shootings have been done with a gun." This is so obvious and horrible that the NRA refuses to see the truth.

I am amazed that our citizens cannot look at the statistics around the world in developed countries and say to  themselves that something is seriously wrong at home. Perhaps we ought to stop killing our citizens in numbers greater than we did in the second world war.

Summer is gone and the Silly Season is winding down.

 

  This was to avoid a political blog. That was the reason for starting. Unfortunately recent events make it impossible.

 Seeing so many Republicans wanting to be President should give us a reason to think that the Republic is in good shape, and there are a good number of candidates who want to guide us to further heights of greatness and wonder. If only that were true. A panoply of regressive and worn ideas are presented again in two debates and weird advertisements.

Watching the clown car of last Presidential election year turn into a total circus train with a ring master on every car. As the train hurtles toward disaster crossing a weakened bridge over the mouth of a volcano. Each Ring Master thinks he is in control of the engine, but in each car is only a percent or two of the circus people. The people in the cars are deluded, having their brains shrunk by too much exposure to Fox radiation. The applause is strong as the Circus Ring Masters call out one proposal after another. Each proposal is a bridge between the other, the poor, intelligence, science, women, children, education, peace, and any other positive direction you could take.  

Unfortunately with all the choice it is sad to look from podium to podium and say to your self please God help The United States of America and keep each of these people away from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.

 9/21/2015

What breed?

 

The question asked most among dog owners and the generally curious is: "What breed is that?" We have had Portuguese water dogs for about 25 years now, and we did not even know what the breed was when we adopted what was advertised as a "lab mix" in a small Dogs for Free ad, in the Baltimore Sun.

 So by accident we joined owners of a rare breed. Twenty five years ago there were less than 3,000 in the world. In the middle of the Portuguese Civil War in the 1970's their population dropped to a low of 27.  Today in America, Portugal, Australia, and Brazil they are a thriving breed no longer on the brink of extinction. If you watch Crofts show in England or any of the American major shows you will see them competing in the working dog group.

 

My story today is really not about rare pure bread dogs. My blog today started with a comment from our veterinarian on our last visit with two adopted mix breed pups.

We were having a general conversation about the treatment of animals and got on to the subject of horses at some point. His face dropped into a sad frown.

  

Fudge our Portuguese Water Dog Sire being pursued by our two latest mix breed adopted pups.

He told us that the market for horses had hit hard times and people who owned them were not giving them the care they required.  If the horse was a $200 buy it had very little chance of good care, but if the horse was a $2,000 buy or better it would probably get care.

The animals were being stratified by their economic status. Both horses could be ridden the same distance, would establish the same connection with a caring owner, yet because of their apparent dollar value they would have much different lives when it came to medical care.

We have had the same veterinarian for fourteen years now and we have the responsibility for 10 dogs.  There care and feeding rivals our mortgage payment. There has been changes in the membership of our pack over the years. New Portuguese Water Dogs and new Found Dogs have made up the mix of our ten.

 

Sebastian found us this past July. We think he is part Bernese Mountain Dog since he loves to lie and roll in the snow..

He needed an operation for some damage that had been done to his hip in a fight or accident before we added him to our group,

 

Dr. B. Paid us a compliment during the visit we just had with our two new mix-breed pups.

He observed over the years we had worked with him that we gave the same attention and care to all of our pack, pure bread or mix breed.  I had never given a moments thought before to treating a dog we had just spent a small fortune (to us) for, any different than Sebastian a mix breed who arrived in our neighbors yard, all bones and covered in burrs, lost and hungry.

 

When I think about his comment, it made me reflect about the 5 going on 6 year conflict on Health Care in the United States.  If you are pure bread with a nice thick wallet for a coat, the best of care is available to you. If you are a skinny stray who had had the misfortune of becoming lost in our economic survival of the fittest jungle, chance are you will have a short miserable life, and medical care will be a luxury you just will not be able to take advantage of.

 

We treat Americans our own citizens just like the horse owners have done. We care for the rich and the poor have a second class place at the medical dining room.

 

So as you read this, think---are you one of the well off with unlimited access to the best care or are you just able to access care on an emergency basis.  Will the next medical event in your life be with out more than the normal amount of worry or will it wipe out all you have worked for in your lifetime? 

 

Both situations are the American Way!

 

Pure Bred or Mix-Breed

 

Door to the Left or Door to the Right

Best of Care or Left to Chance