Posted on 12/01/2020 11:13:09 AM PST by SJackson
Yup, I agree Salamander. Doggies aren’t going to understand “Das Kapital’’ or “Adam Smith’’ for that matter. They just want to be happy, cared for and safe.
The human brain is the complex thinking computer on the planet. And I believe we humans use barely a quarter of it’s full potential. Sorry to hear you had such a terrible thing happen to you at a young age.
Happier you survived it. :-)
I wound up smarter and woke up wanting to learn crazy stuff I never cared about before.
*Weird*
o_O
When the neuro nerds “tested me” to see what brain functions were there or not, they did stuff like saying a list of words or numbers and I had to repeat them back.
I was flawless and the guy laughed.
I said “What’s so funny?” and he said “Nobody said you couldn’t write them down”
Apparently everyone else he’d ever tested had to.
Really weird.
He was much nicer than the jerks who kept screaming “you CAN’T be doing that!!!!”.
Some doctors get so twitchy when you screw up their paradigms.
FWIW, my wonderful dad stayed in the hospital with me the whole 11 days, sitting and sleeping in a chair beside my bed, never going home and he prayed constantly, even though they told him “better buy her a box” *if* I didn’t manage to wake up as a carrot.
I will always believe God listened to him.
For a spooky tale, my beloved Doberman watched me get flattened by the horse, way over in my gramma’s lane across the field from my house, and he also stood vigil, with his snoot poked out the kennel wire, watching that spot.
My gramma said he howled forlornly the whole time and it broke her heart to hear him.
Everyone was writing me off but that dog waited for me to come back.
She -knew- I was okay when he suddenly stopped howling the very minute I finally came out of the coma.
She said he moved from the spot he’d been standing the whole time and went over and watched out the door of his kennel, instead.
You talk about a reunion, cuz that’s the FIRST thing I did when I got out of the car...I ran to my dog.
:)
He and I became quick friends because after my father -in-law died my mother-in-law couldn't possibly take him for a walk and Ann, my wife couldn't manage him.
My wife is a petite woman and Dewar was a big dog so I took him for walks. Over time though the poor boy got a kind of hip dysplasia that over time made it harder and harder for him to walk. Had to have him put down. Broke my heart.
Where’s the BARF warning?
:(
I cannot live without a dog.
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