Monday, April 16, 2007

You Never Get a Second Chance to Make a First Impression

The perro and I went down to the town square for our evening constitutional, forgetting that the square would be filled with several hundred fetus-photo-wielding anti-abortion protestors. But we enjoy a good tent-revival as much as anyone, so we hung around to take in the show. Within 30 seconds an enormous, unleashed, golden retriever-ish beast comes bounding over, jumps on the perro and starts humping so vigorously that even Cardinal Law would have broken it up. The perro took no notice, of course, because the golden retriever was so tall that he was clearing his target by a good six inches, but I still wanted to break it up on the grounds of excessive vulgarity. The retriever was not to be deterred, however, and so what started out as just the quiet observation of a peaceful protest ended with me furiously and repeatedly kicking a priapic, sexually-confused golden retriever in front of a half-dozen horrified children who had come running over to play with the perro.

I like to think of myself as America's Goodwill Ambassador to Querétaro.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

It's good to know that Jesus still has it and that you still have that wonderful way with animals!