March 15: the day it’s acceptable to give friends or rivals named Brutus and Cassius the stink eye. Dogs and cats with those names, however, are exempt.
Because I once had a dog named Brutus.
He never brandished anything more dangerous than a rawhide.
My sister also had a Brutus. But he feared my mighty sword too much to come at me with a dagger.
Dash was thisclose to being named Marc Anthony, but at the time the soon to be JLo’s husband was popular and I didn’t want anyone to think I was naming him after that guy…
because I was naming him after this guy – because he is about the sweetest thing ever
http://www.supercartoons.net/cartoon/666/feed-the-kitty.html
I have a fever today so seeing your Brutuses or is it Bruti was a pick me up
I love Marc Anthony (the cartoon), but I think Dash’s name is perfect for him. Hope your fever goes away and you’re feeling better soon.
Dash’s name is absolutely perfect for him … and I am going to join him for a nyquil induced snooze
Aw, Brutus looked like a sweetie!
He was a total sweetie. When I had to give him up, he had a great life with an elderly couple who adored him.
For some reason, Brutus reminds me of Groucho Marx in a cute sort of way.
Then Brutus would have liked you to know: “A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.”
Ta Da!
Did anyone ever tell you, you could put an eye out with that sword and/or rawhide?
Yes–one of those, anyway.
I had a boxer named Brutus when I was 10 years old. She (yes, we named HER Brutus) died of heat stroke one hot summer day in SoCal. She pulled her lead out off the clothesline that spanned our entire back yard. Somehow, the free end got tangled around our orange tree and she panicked and ran round and round the tree until there was no lead left. She pulled and pulled and fought in the sun until she was nearly gone. I remember that day as if it were yesterday. Dad came home from work, found her, sponged and soaked her in cool water and rubbed her with ice packs waiting for the vet to come. The vet came but there was nothing he could do. She was such a sweet and gentle dog.
Great picture of you in your Matador outfit, by the way. Nice gams. (Sorry for looking.)
How dreadful. Poor Brutus. We take our collars off our dogs when we crate them even if we’re away for only a little while because of hearing stories about how panicked they get if they get a collar caught on their crate.
The “nice gams” line made me laugh–don’t know if you realize you’re quoting something Tim wrote in one of our novels.
I did not realize I was quoting great literature. It was probably something I picked up from watching some old WWII movie. I haven’t started the second book you sent yet. Right now I’m reading through the first volume of Edmund Morris’ biography of Theodore Roosevelt, “The Rise of TR.” I never realized how much TR accomplished at such a young age (his resume’ from just his twenties is pretty astounding.)
“Great literature,” mmhmmm. It was probably something Tim picked up the same way!
I just saw a list today that said Teddy Roosevelt was one of our smartest presidents.