Woof Woof

  Because I am a verbal processor and a contemplative personality, I often realize what I might think about something 30 minutes into a discussion, and therefore spend a lot of time examining the possibilites of that thought, and don’t come to any solid conclusions until 24 hours later, after I’ve had time to think about what I thought about.  The result is, most of the time I never really say what I would have said if I’d had time to process it and think about it because the discussion is 48 hours old and who cares anymore.

This is why I believe I should get a puppy. After 48 hours, he would still remember the details, brilliantly summarize my wandering and seemingly disconnected points with two or three woofs and a profound nuzzle for a scratch behind the ears, and he’d adore me no matter what conclusions were almost concluded had there been time to discuss it further even though there wasn’t and I didn’t.

“How much is that doggie in the window?…”