Big Stretch




Anthony Kane writes:

My dog Lupa [double entendre – named after the mother of  Romulus and Remus] and I traversed the Military road in the  mountains yesterday and she became all existential staring off towards Wicklow. I just thought I would share this precious moment with you. Have a beautiful weekend

23 thoughts on “Big Stretch

  1. Columbus

    “named after the mother of Romulus and Remus”.
    Just so everyone knows how erudite I am (that means smart).

  2. bertie blenkinsop

    * dog stares into the distance thinking *

    If I kill him and eat him up here I could start a new life in a town where nobody knows me, I could even choose a far less pretentious name for myself….

  3. mauriac

    Coincidence ! My dog is Lupus ( named after the debilitating systemic autoimmune disease ) and also loves staring wistfully into the distance , probably while thinking deep thoughts . Have an orgasmic weekend .

    1. sǝɯǝɯʇɐpɐq

      Coincidence ! I have two dogs named Lupu#1 and Lupu#2 ( named after the bad smells that come from a toilet ) They chase cars and bite postmen, but not at the same time. Have a nice day.

  4. Mulder

    A disturbing thought occurs, ye are never more than few minutes or an hour from a bog here.

    1. sǝɯǝɯʇɐpɐq

      Yeah, yeah….here hear, har-di-har but Hard Luck Horace…
      Nobody cares.
      Gerrrup de yard, olé…, olé, olé, olé etc…

      I’m an existentialist meyself.
      I do most of it meself, on me own.
      I don’t need a dog.
      I think having a dog is a stupid idea but I only dislike dogs when they bite me so that’s okay.

      -What’s this thread about?

      1. gcos

        Hey Man,
        I’m going to assume that you don’t have a Girlfriend or a Dog in your life.
        Just like me. However, I’m a little less bitter about it !
        Best Wishes.
        A stranger.

  5. gcos

    Let’s pretend that I have a Girlfriend, and let’s pretend that she loves me a lot,
    even as much as I love her. Let’s pretend she loves my company and loves it when
    I come home. But she won’t meet me at the door wagging her tail like my pretend
    dog does. Dogs are pure Love. I miss my unpretend Dog.

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