I think throughout my life I have been around dogs.
When my firstborn came along, I actually had 4, all different breeds. All of them with different temperaments, all of them with their own personalities.
Of course any dog owner with kids has to accept that there is a risk, but there are also a multitude of rewards. When I was a kid, growing up with my boxer was something I remember with very fond memories indeed.
It does sadden me that certain breeds are picked on by the media, typically the large breeds. It was not that long ago that a study found that Golden Retrievers were accountable for more attacks on people as a percentage than any other breed.
We talk so much about the responsibilities of dog owners, which I agree with. However, parents also have a responsibility. I used to own a Pyrenean Mountain Dog, a huge fluffy white thing. I used to take her to the local pub, sit in the garden and she would sit under the table good as gold and wait patiently for the odd crisp. What annoyed me was the number of kids, especially very young kids, who would come up to her and tease her in full view of the parents. The amount of times I had to have words with the parents to tell their kids to leave the dog alone, I hate to think. All the parents and kids saw was this white cuddly thing that maybe reminded them of a fluffy toy they had at home.
Well, I did ponder all last night, literally almost all of last night. The result being that I do have an opinion that I will share.
Last year I had my heart broken big time. An event that really crushed me and one, if I am honest with myself, am not truly over.
I then found myself opening up to someone who became so much more than a friend and helped me with the loneliness.
End result, another broken heart.
So it’s back to loneliness again. Is that better than a broken heart? Personally I don’t think so. Mostly I suppose it’s to do with my current circumstances, trust me, living in a shed ain’t that much fun. Therefore maybe my judgement is clouded.
Loneliness can be such a desperate thing. To wake up each morning knowing that you are truly alone.
People deal with things differently, for me, I suppose I prefer to keep things inside, certainly now. Last time I opened up, it was thrown back at me.
Maybe loneliness is just to deal with the acceptance of the situation. No idea, maybe if I ever discover the truth for me, I will come back and update this entry.
Weird isn’t it, I read the thread thinking it was about one of the worlds greatest rock bands and end up writing stuff that, when I read it back, just comes over as bollocks.
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I don't actually have a favorite tipple as such as it changes dependant upon mood and weather conditions.
For instance, if I am mellowing out, relaxing listening to music, then a nice brandy, probably an Otard.
If I am socialising after a nice dinner and a cigar, it would be a whisky, a Bowmore Dawn
If relaxing on a hot summers day on the patio, gin and tonic, unless thirsty or on a promise, a pint of vodka and pineapple.
If same but down the pub, then cider.
Pub in winter - then a local real ale
Pub in summer but not that hot, lager, probably Kronenburg
During the six nations - Newcastle Brown Ale
Can I be arsed?
I reckon the above gives an adequate response!