Friday, December 19, 2014

Dog


I wasn't looking for a dog. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a comsymp dog-hater, I just wasn't looking to get one. But Blue Eschaton thought otherwise. He turned up on the porch and didn't leave; I fed him, perhaps that helped.



The rest is history. I doctored him up and took him to the range, where he hasn't died yet, despite jumping up to catch the bullets. And now he's here; some think he's making his way to Californy, others think he's staying in Texas, where it's safe.



One thing's for sure. Blue Apocalypse loves Christmas, no doubt about it. He even snarls at people who say "Happy Holidays."

I like all of this.

LSP


6 comments:

Brighid said...

He loves you for bring him into the light of your heart, padre. Have a Blessed Christmas.

Dan said...

Merry Christmas and Texas is far better than the left coast... just my opinion.

LL said...

He's a good companion and he chose you.

LSP said...

Thanks Dan, and I agree!

LSP said...

Blessed Christmas to you, Brighid.

LSP said...

He's certainly settled in, LL...