Sunday morning ...

I love you - can I have some bacon?

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An observation on you humans and your behavior.

Definition taken from Wikipedia:

A jobsworth is a person who uses their job description in a deliberately uncooperative way, or who seemingly delights in acting in an obstructive or unhelpful manner.

"Jobsworth" is a British colloquial^[1][2] word deriving from the phrase "I can't do that, it's more than my job's worth", meaning that taking the initiative by performing an action, and perhaps in the process breaking a rule, is beyond what the person feels their job description allows. The Oxford English Dictionary defines it as "A person in authority (esp. a minor official) who insists on adhering to rules and regulations or bureaucratic procedures even at the expense of common sense."^[1]Jonathon Green similarly defines "jobsworth" as "a minor factotum whose only status comes from enforcing otherwise petty regulations".^[3]

^{This is Texas so I suppose a dog might expect some humans to shoot their own feet - just sayin'; not that it really bothers me but come on guys, a little cooperation goes a long way to deciding success or failure!}

Happieness is a dog watching his puppy fish

Andy puppy was very pleased with his fishing prowess and so I was happy for him as I sat on the dock watching his grinning face proudly displaying his catfish. Lucky for us one of the fishing guides was happy to use these catches as bait and so we did not need to keep stinky fish in the tent with us overnight. My doggy olfactory senses would simply not have been able to tolerate that scenario.

Camping and fishing cont ...

The Andy puppy caught some catfish. Ted let him fish off the boat dock where all the fishing guides gut their catches and so Andy was guaranteed to hook a big fat greedy catfish.
I didn't actually think much of it when I had a sniff and it wiggled too much for me. I'm more of a red meat kind of dog really!

Goose Island - always a good venue for a day out.

Actually, Ted took me and the Andy puppy camping overnight; Even although there was an enormous full moon I was frightened because I could smell lots of strange creatures outside the tent. Ted got cross with me at one point about 3am when I walked all over him in the tent in my eagerness to bark at whatever deadly wild animal was outside the canvas.
Turns out it was probably a raccoon because it stole Andy's fishing bait, including the bag!

Oh well, we had a good time and, when Ted wasn't looking, I had a slurp of his beer and a mouthful of his dinner - don't tell him though or he might be upset with me and that would never do.

Happy Sunday afternoon

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I don't like it here, they take blood and stuff.

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