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  • mistermuse 6:28 pm on August 20, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , dogs, , kitten, , lyin' king, , , POLITICAL ANIMALS, ,   

    IT’S REIGNING CATS AND DOGS 

    This morning’s newspaper brings news of “another copycat slinking in on Rabbit Hash’s paw-litical scene.” As long-time readers may recall from my posts of 7/27/17 and earlier, Rabbit Hash is a small canine-run KY town on the banks of the Ohio River, not far from…

    Now It seems that the small village of Omena, Michigan, has elected as mayor a feline named Sweet Tart (not to mention two dogs and a goat elected to lesser offices), and has received no small amount of pub in the bargain:

    Friends, I’m not saying that the Kentucky town is trying to hog all the attention for having an animal mayor, but one gets the impression that Rabbit Hash feels Omena is horning in on their territory. Bobbi Kayser, ex-exec secretary and campaign manager to the former mayor, border collie Lucy Lou (who ran on the slogan “The Bitch You Can Count On”), admitted as much in the news article. “It all started here in Rabbit Hash–a tradition that Rabbit Hash could claim as its own. Now, we can’t. I’m a bit resentful. I’ve heard that in addition to the cat in Michigan, down south there is a donkey serving as mayor.”

    Personally, I have a bigger problem with the jackass serving in the oval office, who yesterday referred to former White House counsel John Dean as a “rat” for his part in exposing Watergate. Unlike the Lyin’ King, Sweet Tart wasn’t born on Easy Street — as a kitten, she was found abandoned and half-starved alongside a trail near Omena in 2009. So I say “Lighten Up, Rabbit Hash” and “Good for Sweet Tart!” Just because people get jealous and fight like cats and dogs, doesn’t mean animals should lower themselves to human standards.

     

     
    • Paul Sunstone 9:12 pm on August 20, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      These days, a lot of Colorado’s mountain towns rely on tourism now that most of the mineral deposits they were founded to exploit have played out and the mines have closed. Years ago, one tiny unincorporated village in South Park (the South Park of cartoon fame) elected an orange cat mayor in order to justify tourist dollars flowing into the community.

      Beyond that, Diarrhea to Trump! Lord knows, he’s already got diarrhea of the Twitter account.

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      • mistermuse 11:05 pm on August 20, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        ….not to mention most Republicans in Congress, who have jaundice of the backbone for failing to call out Trump’s most egregious slanders and lies.

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    • masercot 6:33 am on August 21, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      A snake was elected as county treasurer in Hale County, PA. He was elected by a majority of voters after it came out that he was an adder.

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      • mistermuse 9:35 am on August 21, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Very interesting. I heard that a Lesser Anteater was voted out as ant catcher in Termite, Texas, for obvious reasons. Unfortunately, the sloth who was voted in is even less up to the job.

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    • calmkate 6:52 am on August 26, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      OUCH, I hear you … heard about the 5yo carry on our mob have displayed … and we pay them for it??!?

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    • America On Coffee 3:39 pm on October 30, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Bad justice reigning over politics. Which is cat and which is dog maybe we will soon find out. But, in order to have a government with better politicians, we have to clean up the supposed keepers and protectors of the constitution. The music is so surreal with the times.

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Big Mama Thornton, , dogs, Hound Dog, , , , rhythm & blues, , similes,   

    DOGGING IT 

    In my last post, I noted how politics has gone to the dogs. In this post, I’m thinking about how to retrieve dogs from such uninvited tie-ups and (with WORK LIKE A DOG DAY coming Aug. 5) work toward putting them in respectable company. Given the base point (and I do mean base), you’d think this entails no big feat, but it does give me paws….

    Since there are already more blogs about dogs than you can shake a stick at (including a — dare I say — fetching one by a regular follower of this blog), I don’t want to be a copycat. That would be barking up the wrong tree. So, to give you a different kind of doggy post, I’ve been doggedly digging up old dog doggerel, similes and sayings….but I’ll start young:

    What are little boys made of? Snakes and snails and puppy-dogs’ tails — that’s what little boys are made of. What are little girls make of? Sugar and spice and everything nice — that’s what little girls are made of. 

    It’s a dog eat dog world.
    It’s raining cats and dogs.
    Time to rest my dogs.
    Crooked as a dog’s hind leg.
    Dog days of summer.

    Dog and pony show.
    Every dog has its day.
    Gone to the dogs.
    Let sleeping dogs lie.
    Mean as a junkyard dog.

    Sick as a dog.
    That dog don’t hunt.
    When you lie down with dogs, you’re going to get fleas.
    You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.
    It’s a two dog night.

    So, let’s call it a day with two high-class dog songs:

     

     
    • calmkate 12:46 am on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      doggity dog, wolf hounds and jackals .. be dogged if I don’t 🙂

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    • Garfield Hug 8:22 am on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Love this post Jack!🐅🐈🐩🐕🐶doggone it…you did it!!☺

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      • mistermuse 8:53 am on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        I hope this doggy post didn’t make Garfield jealous, but at least I included “copycat” and “It’s raining cats and dogs.” I’d have said more, but the cat got my tongue. 😦

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        • Garfield Hug 9:04 am on August 3, 2017 Permalink

          Lol!! Garfield is cool about it. He just gave Odie a kick and a shove off the sofa!!💕💕🐾🐾

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    • D. Wallace Peach 10:18 am on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Interesting how many of those sayings put dogs in a negative light when in truth they are such wonderful loving, playful, loyal creatures. I wish we humans were all a little more like dogs. 😀

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    • Carmen 12:49 pm on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Hello mistermuse! Around here, we have playful seals in the water who are quite curious and will swim close to the shore to be around people. In fact, they’re called, ‘dogs of the sea’!

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    • mistermuse 1:43 pm on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      I like the expression “dogs of the sea” — all one need do is add an ‘l’ at the end to seal the deal. 🙂

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    • Mark Scheel 4:20 pm on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      muse, you’re one clever punster! Sometimes a bit of a “hot dog,” but clever. Say, I have a question. About how many hits do you get on your site when putting up a new post? I’m trying to decide whether it’s worth it to set up my own personal blog site. You can email the answer direct to markscheel@hotmail.com
      Thanks.

      Mark

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      • mistermuse 5:33 pm on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Mark, I emailed the answer to you rather than put it here (I hope the “hot dog” isn’t too cold by this time — maybe you’d prefer the hot dog in the White House)!

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    • moorezart 4:28 pm on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.

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    • Don Frankel 4:32 pm on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Muse this is the perfect time of the year for this post as we are approaching the Dog Days of Summer.

      This song below was the favorite of the Mets in 2000 when they won the National League Pennant. Unfortunately they ran into the Yankees in the World Series and you could say the big dogs ate the little dogs.

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      • mistermuse 5:48 pm on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Don, I don’t know who let the dogs out, but it’s the voters who let the dogs in. To them I say….

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    • linnetmoss 6:26 pm on August 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Two dog night? What about a THREE dog night? As I understand it, that’s when it’s so cold that you need three dogs on the bed to keep warm 🙂

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    • restlessjo 3:55 am on August 7, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Did I miss Work like a dog day? I must’ve been out enjoying myself. 🙂 🙂

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      • mistermuse 7:58 am on August 7, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        I rested my dogs on Work Like a Dog Day, but if I were restless, jo, I’m sure I would’ve been out enjoying myself too! 🙂

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    • Ricardo 12:38 am on August 8, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Probably they shouldn’t schedule “Work Like a Dog Day” for a Saturday, Sr. Muse.

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      • mistermuse 8:07 am on August 8, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Ricardo, you’ll be pleased to learn that next year, WORK LIKE A DOG DAY falls on a Sunday, so to avoid work (at least, in the morning), you can say you have to go to church. The rest of the day you’re on your own, but at least you have a year to think of more excuses.

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    • scifihammy 3:08 pm on August 30, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Many fun dog sayings 🙂
      Here’s an old joke for you . . .
      1st Man : “My dog has no nose”
      2nd Man: “How does he smell?”
      1st Man: “Terrible!”

      😀

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      • mistermuse 4:46 pm on August 30, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Love it! In return, here’s an old ‘smile-prompter’ for you: The reason a dog has so many friends is that he/she wags its tail instead of its tongue. 🙂

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on July 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , dogs, , pet names, pet rocks, ,   

    LET BYGONES BE BYGONES 

    It’s nice for children to have pets — until the pets start having children. –Evan Esar

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    I think if I owned a pet (be it dog, cat, or rock), I would name it BYGONES….if for no other reason than just thinking of that name suggested the idea for a post such as the one you’re reading. But beyond that, there is this: by God, any pet I own deserves a name that is not only as unique as some of the names we give our kids, but reflects my forgiving nature. Thus (for example), if my pet rock would decide to follow a cat up a tree and get stuck, I’d be willing to tell my rock I forgive it for being stuck up….and let Bygones be Bygones.

    Now, I’ll admit that “Bygones” may not be the most sexy pet name in the world, but as you might conclude from the opening quote, “sexy” & “pet” aren’t the mix I’d look for if I were looking for my ideal pet (more up my platonic pet alley would be, not a cool cat or hot dog, but an ugly rock). After all, how are we to control the pet population if we keep giving our pets such seductive names as these actual pet names gleaned from Google-eyed research:

    BABY CAKES
    BIG DADDY
    BLOSSOM BUTT
    BOO BOO
    BUNBUNS

    CHUNKY BUNNY
    CUDDLE CAKES
    CUTIE PATOOTIE
    FLUFFER-NUTTER
    HONEY PANTS

    HOTNESS
    HOTTIE
    HUGGALUMP
    KISSY FACE
    LADY KILLER

    LOVE MUFFIN
    LOVER BOY
    LOVER GIRL
    McSTEAMY
    MISTER CUTIE

    MONKEY BUNS
    MOOKIE-POOKIE BEAR
    NUM NUMS
    PARADISE
    POP TART

    PUSSY CAT
    SCHMOOOOKY POOKIE POOO
    SEXY MAMA
    SNOOGYPUSS
    UNCLE UPRIGHT

    Come on, admit it — even if you perchance to be the most domesticated of creatures, you might turn into a tiger if you were called any of the above by a sex of the opposite member….not to mention, if called such censored terms of endearment as these:

    So, until we meet again, my little winky-dinky petsy-wetsy….

     

     

     

     
    • scifihammy 3:16 am on July 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      haha Fun post 🙂

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    • linnetmoss 7:15 am on July 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Actually, “rhubarb pie slice” isn’t so bad. Rube for short? But when we get another cat I am planning to name it Sven-Olaf. Unless it’s a girl.

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    • Carmen 7:24 am on July 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Well, mr moozy-woozy, that was absolutely hilarious. 🙂

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      • mistermuse 10:34 am on July 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Carmen, you left yourself open to being called ms. floozy-woozy in return, but I shall resist the temptation by virtue of your character, which I assume is beyond reproach. 🙂

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    • arekhill1 11:45 am on July 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Uncle Upright sounds vaguely incestuous and perverse. I’d go with that.

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    • mistermuse 1:29 pm on July 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I think it depends on where you live, Ricardo. In my neighboring state of Kentucky, I hear it’s not considered incestuous at all.

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    • BroadBlogs 11:34 pm on July 26, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Good theme. And know that I miss your comments.

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    • mistermuse 10:07 am on July 27, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks. I haven’t been able to do much commenting on other blog posts in the past few weeks due to “events beyond my control” (aka life is what happens when one has other plans). Hopefully things will return to normal (if there is such a thing) before long.

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    • literaryeyes 1:00 pm on July 28, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I have a huge grey and white male cat named Buttons. Go figure! Sometimes I call him Butterball.

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    • mistermuse 5:20 pm on July 28, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Most cats seem indifferent to whatever you call them, so if he’s a fat cat, you might as well call him BUTTERBALL….or even FEED ME, as a sort of reminder of your duty to him.

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      • Michaeline Montezinos 2:37 pm on July 29, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I took in a stray dog I saw trying to go to the church one chilly November day in Ohio. No one claimed it so I became the owner. My daughter, her friend and I were walking Victor (that is what I named him ) along the rural suburban roads. Stopped to let him tinkle while my daughter and her friend, Stacy, burst out laughing. Then I found out my Victor was a Victoria and my face burned red with embarrassment. Also this reminded me of that movie with Julie Andrews and James Garner. It was called Victor/Victoria and it was about men and women cavorting nicely around the stage dressed as the opposite sex .My first and only childhood dog was a male named Bucky and he was lucky that I took care of him. My brothers didn’t care so I adopted Bucky who would do fun tricks in our beat up. back yard. Oh! what wonderful memories for my Mom. Bucky never had an “accident” in our house.

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    • mistermuse 6:10 pm on July 29, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Very interesting. I haven’t had a dog since I was a kid and haven’t wanted one since, but I still think almost every kid should have a dog or pet of some kind (and be responsible for taking care of it).

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      • Michaeline Montezinos 7:06 pm on July 29, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I have seen kids adopt fossils( not me) moon rocks, gemstone crystals and wilderness creatures as pets. Strange that two different species will bond together as a couple on the Animal Kingdom TV show without any hint of incest. mistermuse. Could these creatures know something that we don’t? iT IS NOT ABOUT REPRODUCTION BUT THE CUDDLING, KEEPING BABIES FED AND WARM. IT SEEMS TO BE THE SHARING OF CREATURE COMFORTS IN ORDER TO HELP THEM SURVIVE { sorry ABOUT THE CAPITAL LETTERS} my little finger is bent and hits the wrong key.

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    • eths 6:23 pm on August 1, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Blossom butt! You’re kidding!

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    • mistermuse 9:13 pm on August 1, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Every name on that list was given by a pet owner to their pet. Some of them, the pet should have given back and said (in pet language) what you said: “You’re kidding!”

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      • Carmen 9:26 pm on August 1, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I’ve run into some children in that same circumstance. .. For instance, there’s a child in my province named Satan. ..yes, really.

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        • mistermuse 10:29 pm on August 1, 2016 Permalink

          The devil you say! (That’s an old saying I remember from decades ago, but I’d never found an opportunity to use it until now. Thank you!)

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    • Michaeline Montezinos 10:11 pm on August 1, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      How does child named Satan feel when he/she goes to school’ My friend told me she heard or read the news that Devil worshipers are now having their children go to a Satanic Preschool and then Kindergarten with the same curriculum. These families insist they are breaking any laws. They also feel that the teachers there will give their kids the “proper” education. I wonder if they also have Satan’s Grooming for your Pet. I guess you could call their canine Devil Dogs.The world is going to the dogs, I guess no pet or child is safe now..

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      • Michaeline Montezinos 10:16 pm on August 1, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I meant to write ” Their families insist they are NOT breading any laws..” At least they are not carrying guns.
        Whatever events have reshaped hour life, mistermuse, I hope you will be back on your feet very soon. Your previous posts are still great to read., Please take care of yourself.

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    • mistermuse 10:37 pm on August 1, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      The “events beyond my control” I referred to in a previous comment had little to do with my health, so there’s nothing to get back on my feet from. Nonetheless, I thank you for your concern, and otherwise, things are back to normal

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      • Michaeline Montezinos 10:50 pm on August 1, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Not worried about being back on your feet? I hope you did not type all of this standing up, my friend.
        I am just being a sarcastic devil cat.

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    • mistermuse 2:41 pm on August 2, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Not-with-standing your sarcasm, Michaeline, I shall move on to thinking about my next post, which I expect will keep me on my toes for the next few days..

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  • mistermuse 2:16 am on September 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: campaign song, dogs, , I Love Lucy, , political party names, , , , third party candidates,   

    TODAY, MAYOR OF RABBIT HASH; TOMORROW, LEADER OF THE FLEA WORLD 

    Five days ago, this blog broke the news of a fetching, but pugnacious, new Presidential candidate: Lucy Lou, border collie Mayor of Rabbit Hash, KY.

    Three years ago, in a post for another blog, I urged the need for a viable third party in America to break the stranglehold of the two entrenched parties on the electoral process.

    Today, we bring it all together by proposing that Lucy Lou head up such a third party in order to enhance her chances of winning the election. But let us not put the cart before the tail — the first thing a third party needs is a catchy name to get the ball cart rolling. Three years ago, I proposed such potential attention-grabbers as The Holier-Than-Thou Party, The Head-Them-Off-At-The-Impasse Party, and The Free Beer Party, but not even the latter went down well with more than a handful of readers — possibly because I didn’t have more than a handful of readers at the time.

    In any case, as I reported then, my one or two minutes of exhaustive research found that when a 3rd or 4th party tried to jump start their bid for popular support, most barely got off the ground, even in other countries — despite choosing such serious sobriquets as the following:

    THE DEADLY SERIOUS PARTY (Australia)
    THE PARTY! PARTY! PARTY! PARTY (Australia)
    THE ABSOLUTELY ABSURD PARTY (Canada)
    THE FED-UP PARTY (aka THE F U PARTY) (Canada)
    PARTITO DELL’AMORE (THE LOVE PARTY) (Italy)

    But I am not deterred, because this time we will have man’s best friend as our standard bearer, and I believe that any appellation which reminds the electorate of that fact will serve the purpose. Thus, I propose the following names for consideration, and I invite my by-now-vast legions of readers to vote for their favorite, or even come up with a write-in candidate if none of these suit your fancy:

    THE I LOVE LUCY LOU PARTY
    THE OPEN BORDER-COLLIE PARTY
    THE CANINE REFORM ALLIANCE PARTY (CRAP)
    THE RAISE THE MINIMUM WAGS PARTY
    THE PARTY POOPER PARTY
    THE WHAT GOOD ARE CATS PARTY
    THE LET THEM EAT KIBBLES ‘N BITS PARTY
    THE HOWLING HAIRY HUSH PUPPIES PARTY
    THE TOP DOG PARTY

    Finally, getting the campaign off on the right paw requires a campaign song, and it’s hard to imagine a more fitting campaign song for a good ol’ country dog from Kentucky than this:

     
    • Don Frankel 9:13 am on September 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I’m going with The Top Dog Party because it’s what all parties aspire too and we would just be honest about it. And, yes I’m joining too.

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    • arekhill1 9:37 am on September 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      How about the Heaven on Earth Party because, according to some sources, all dogs go there?

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    • mistermuse 12:28 pm on September 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Don, your 9th-and-last-name-on-the-list choice reminds me that it should have been a Top TEN List (who ever heard of a Top Nine List?). This gives me an excellent excuse – I mean reason – to add Ricardo’s “Heaven on Earth Party” to the roster (not that it doesn’t warrant inclusion on its own merits).

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    • arekhill1 12:41 pm on September 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Or take the opposite tack and call it The Underdog Party, which it surely is, and hope to capture the votes of the Sweet Polly Purebred demographic.

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    • mistermuse 1:49 pm on September 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Good point, which calls for an additional appropriate campaign song:

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQEm6HZuTl8

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    • Don Frankel 4:42 am on September 11, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Actually Muse the Major League Baseball channel has a top 9, as in the top 9 hitters or pitchers of all time. As they say there are 9 innings and 9 positions on the field. So we can have 9 top Dogs here and I’m honored to one of them.

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    • mistermuse 6:16 am on September 11, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I withstand corrected, Don. Frankly, I think some teams (like my Cin. Reds this season) are so miserable that they should be allowed 10 positions on the field. They still probably wouldn’t be contenders, but at least it might make the game more interesting.

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  • mistermuse 11:42 am on September 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: candidates, dogs, , general stores, , , , , jackass, , , ,   

    AT LAST, A CANDIDATE WHO GIVES US PAWS 

    Over the river and through the woods, not far downstream from where I live, to the Ohio River metropolis of Rabbit Hash, Kentucky, we go. As its 315 hutch dwellers know, Rabbit Hash’s administration has been going to the dogs since 1998, when a mutt named Goofy Bourneman was elected mayor. Sadly, His Honor the mayor was euthanized in 2004, which for some reason failed to start a national trend in political justice. Goofy was  succeeded by another dog,  Junior, who died in 2008, following which the current mayor, a border collie named Lucy Lou, was elected. For you skeptics out there, or those who have been asleep for the past 17 years, these events have been well documented:

    All of which brings us, litter-ly, to September 5, 2015, because on this day, the Mayor of Rabbit Hash, KY, Lucy Lou, announced that SHE IS RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT of these United States(?) of America. What with the faltering campaign of Hillary Clinton threatening to neuter her chances of becoming the first female President, the candidacy of Lucy Lou should be welcome news to all who feel it’s time to elect a real bitch (as opposed to the sons o’ bitches running for the GOP). After all, Lucy Lou ran circles around her 2008 mayoral competitors: nine other dogs, a cat, an opossum, a jackass and a human (presumably the latter two weren’t one and the same), so she’s a proven winner.

    Meanwhile, for those whose interests run more along less political lines, I close with this:

     
    • arekhill1 12:41 pm on September 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      “which for some reason failed to start a national trend in political justice.” Nice line.

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    • mistermuse 4:20 pm on September 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks — I couldn’t have said it better myself. Oh, wait — I did say it myself. Oh, well, accidents do happen.

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    • BroadBlogs 12:43 am on September 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Go Lucy Lou!

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      • mistermuse 7:05 am on September 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        ….or, to put it in the vernacular, “You go girl.”
        LUCY LOU FOR PRESIDENT!

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    • Don Frankel 6:14 am on September 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      This is a town I think I could move to. I wouldn’t have to worry if the place was going to the Dogs.

      I would have voted for Lucy Lou too.

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      • mistermuse 7:13 am on September 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        The country could do a lot worse than the way Rabbit Hash holds its elections. The only slight adjustment I’d make for the presidential election would be to disqualify all votes that aren’t for Lucy Lou.

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    • Sharron 2:39 pm on October 9, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I’d say Lucy Lou is a better candidate than most. Funny lines! Thanks for visiting my blog. I love company.

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    • mistermuse 5:01 pm on October 9, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      In this case, Lucy Lou’s company, but three’s not a crowd….so Lucy Lou and I thank you.

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  • mistermuse 12:04 pm on August 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: doctrine, dog days, dogma, dogs, , , Isaac Asimov, karma, , , , time flies when you're having fun,   

    DOGMA DAY AFTERNOON 

    Here it is, the afternoon of August five, and my spirits have taken a dive. In my last post, I let it be known that frequent publication was becoming an over-extended labor of love, and I’d need to pare down my postings to one every five days, starting today.

    Little did I realize at the time that August 5 is WORK LIKE A DOG DAY. So much for taking it easy just as I try to ease into a more liberating schedule. The bright spot, however, is that August 5 looks to be a temporary glitch, offset, as fate would have it, by August 10 (LAZY DAY) and August 15 (RELAXATION DAY)….or,  MAKE-UP FOR AUGUST 5 DAY and PHONE-IT-IN DAY, as I call it. That’s a pun, in case you weren’t paying attention.

    Meanwhile, if I must work like a dog today, the post that suggests itself is about dogs. Problem is, I haven’t had a dog since I was a boy, and frankly, I don’t have much interest in writing about some other man’s best friend, or even dogs in general. So, if it’s OK with you (and even if it isn’t), I’m going to write instead about a pet peeve of mine which, in its own way, is even more of a dog: dogma.

    My dog-eared dictionary defines dogma doubly as a declamation of doctrines deemed true by a religious sect, and/or as an assertion of beliefs or unproven principles proclaimed to be absolute truth. Well, I suppose every dogma must have its day, but unfortunately, no dogma is satisfied with so limited a lifespan. Come to think of it, neither is this post — it needs to live five days, or I’m barking up the wrong tree with my new schedule. It therefore behooves me to call upon some dead wags and wits whose quotes on the subject survive them, and will hopefully survive being posted here:

    Sorry, but my karma just ran over your dogma. –George Carlin

    On the dogmas of religion as distinguished from moral principles, all mankind, from the beginning of the world to this day, have been quarreling, fighting, burning and torturing one another, for abstractions unintelligible to themselves and all others, , and absolutely beyond the comprehension of the human mind. Were I to enter on that arena, I should only add to the number of Bedlamites. –Thomas Jefferson

    Dogma does not mean the absence of thought, but the end of thought. –G.K. Chesterton

    Until every soul is freely permitted to investigate every book and creed and dogma, the world cannot be free. It is amazing to me that a difference of opinion upon subjects we know nothing with certainty about, should make us hate, persecute and despise each other. –Robert Ingersoll

    So the universe is not quite as you thought it was. You’d better rearrange your beliefs, then, because you certainly can’t rearrange the universe. –Issac Asimov

    Look for yourself. This is the concentration camp and crematorium at Auschwitz. This is where people were turned into numbers. Into this pond were flushed the ashes of some four million people. And that was not done by gas. It was done by arrogance, it was done by dogma, it was done by ignorance. When people believe that they have absolute knowledge, this is how they behave. This is what men do when they aspire to the knowledge of gods. –Jacob Bronowski

    Believe those who are seeking truth. Doubt those who find it. –Andre Gide

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    Enough. That does it until August 10 (LAZY DAY), when, I dare say, the effort that goes into my post will be considerably less dogged. If five days away seems far off, remember this:

    Time’s fun when you’re having flies. –Kermit the Frog

     

     

     
    • arekhill1 12:11 pm on August 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      As the wise man once said, “Everybody has to believe in something, and I believe I’ll have another beer.”

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      • mistermuse 3:37 pm on August 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        That is true wisdom indeed, Ricardo. In fact, I believe I’ll drink to that.

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    • DoesItEvenMatterWhoIAm? 1:46 pm on August 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      What an excellent post with perfect quotes! Carlin was such an intelligent and observant soul. Take it easy my friend, rest up, and I’ll “see you” again in 5 days! Xoxo Melanie

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      • mistermuse 3:45 pm on August 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Did you notice that even his name – CARlin – went perfectly with his quote? Now that’s what I call karma! 🙂

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        • DoesItEvenMatterWhoIAm? 4:06 pm on August 5, 2015 Permalink

          Yes! It’s awesome!

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    • Don Frankel 3:31 pm on August 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      This is apropos as these are the Dog Days of Summer. Now I’m working on another theory, a rather involved and of course all encompassing theory of everything a la Stephan Hawking type thingy and it’s Everyone Got Paid. But it’s too complex to explain in this space or even in my mind, so it may never see the light of day.

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    • mistermuse 3:55 pm on August 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Personally, I like Kermit the Frog’s theory: just take it as it comes.

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    • mistermuse 7:42 pm on August 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Well, perhaps if a dog ate something that didn’t agree with him (like maybe a frog), he might turn green. And if he ate it for lunch, it could be a Dog Day Afternoon. And if it’s a Dog Day Afternoon, I think we’ve seen that movie before.

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  • mistermuse 3:10 pm on January 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    REIGNING CATS & DOGS TODAY 

    According to a recent article in the Cincinnati Enquirer, “Frank, a cat, lay sick as a dog” and “in critical need of care”at a local boarding kennel a few years ago, while the cat’s owners were out of the country. They could not be reached, so the kennel’s owner rushed Frank to a 24-hour facility “which is like the Mayo Clinic for animals” instead of his regular veterinarian.

    The “Mayo Clinic” saved Frank (so-named after Ol’ Blue Eyes, Frank Sinatra), but when his owners returned home and went to pick him up, the bill was $2,600+ more than their regular vet would’ve charged. Long story short, owners hired attorney, sued kennel owner. Case finally comes to a hearing January 2015. Verdict: kennel had acted reasonably. Frank’s owners not only lost the case, they lost Frank, who had died in the meantime. They now have a dog.

    What am I make to of all this? Another post about old sayings and proverbs, of course….but limited to cats and dogs — though human readers are welcome to tag along too. This being a pet-friendly site, there will be some doggone purrfect quotes but no trick sayings thrown in (as was the case in my Jan. 23 post GEORGE (STILL) ON MY MIND). Today, cats and dogs reign!

    The dog may be wonderful prose, but only the cat is poetry. –French proverb

    Cats are smarter than dogs. You can’t get eight cats to pull a sled through snow. —Jeff Valdez

    Cats were put into the world to disprove the dogma that all things were created to serve man. –Paul Gray

    No mater how much the cats fight, there always seem to be plenty of kittens. —Abraham Lincoln (who apparently didn’t feel free to say the same of humans)

    The cat loves fish, but is loath to wet her feet. –English proverb

    The man who carries a cat by the tail learns something that can be learned in no other way. —Mark Twain

    You own a dog but you feed a cat. –Jenny de Vries

    A cat is the only domestic animal I know who toilet trains itself and does a damned impressive job of it. –Joseph Epstein

    In order to keep a true perspective of one’s importance, everyone should have a dog that will worship him and a cat that will ignore him. –Dereke Bruce

    The cat is domestic only as far as suits its ends. –Saki

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    • arekhill1 3:30 pm on January 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      No one who sends me an unexpected $2600 bill can expect me to act reasonably.

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      • Joseph Nebus 11:28 pm on January 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        I have to agree there. My unexpected-bill-reasonableness tops out pretty well below $2600. I say this after an unexpected-bill for about $600 in car repairs a few months ago that I’m still twitching over. (We saved the car.)

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    • mistermuse 5:54 pm on January 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I don’t know who’s picture is on a $2600 bill (maybe Frank Sinatra’s?), but I’d investigate — it might be counterfeit.

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    • Michaeline Montezinos 6:59 pm on January 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I thought the quotes were funny and cute. Especially since I have such ‘fond’ memories of all the cats and dogs my daughter brought home. Not to mention the gerbils, a hamster, a guinea pig, and a blue parakeet cleverly named “Birdie.” The reason I remember Birdie is when he finally dropped dead in its cage (literally,) my daughter was so inconsolable. So I proceeded to pretend to give the bird CPR. I guess she thought I could bring the poor thing back to life. Sigh!

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    • mistermuse 9:08 pm on January 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Well, there are men named Manny, so it seems perfectly logical to call a bird Birdy….or, for that matter, call a gerbil Gertie or Billy, a hamster Hammy, and a guinea pig Piggy. I don’t know about a fish, however – that might sound Fishy.

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    • Don Frankel 9:20 am on January 27, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I would say this is purrfect.

      Muse, Sinatra is on the $2,000 dollar bill.

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    • mistermuse 11:10 am on January 27, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks, Don. I should point out, just for the record, that the “Mayo Clinic for animals” bill was $3,800. $2,600 was the amount over and above the $1,200 Frank’s regular vet testified he would’ve charged for the same procedure. But the Sinatra angle is pertinent because the cat had blue eyes, which is why his owners named him Frank, and since there was no $2,600 bill for Sinatra to be on, I’m glad to know he’s on the $2,000 bill.

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      • Michaeline Montezinos 9:09 pm on January 27, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        I thought your renaming of the exotic pets was special, Muse. I know you are more into jazz and the good songs of the 20’s and 30’s. This is not a fish tail but a true story linked to a “famous musical icon” of the past century.

        We had five goldfish we inherited from illegal aliens who were evicted. Eventually they shared the aquarium with the turtle and some tropical fish. My daughter took the aquarium to her house after we got tired of cleaning it.

        Later she discovered one of the goldfish had turned completely white but his brothers remained the same color. Thereafter, they were known as the Jackson Five. The white fish was tagged as Michael Jackson. When that fish (not named Wanda) died years later, we did not bury him in a sacred cat fur blanket. Michael would’ve hated that.

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    • mistermuse 10:42 pm on January 27, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Good story. For those not familiar with it, “A Fish Called Wanda” was a very funny early ’80s movie starring a Cleese called John, a Curtis called Jamie Lee, and a Kline called Kevin. As for a Jackson named Michael, the best I can say is, to each his own.

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    • imaginenewdesigns12 1:19 am on January 31, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for liking “The Blue Hour,” “Twilight,” and “Snowstorm.” I like your post, especially the quotes. My cats are demanding pets, but at least they give me a lot of affection in return. I can see in their eyes how grateful they are that I take care of them (except when I take them to the vet for shots and medical treatment). 🙂

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