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Curiosity Isn't Just For Cats
Feb. 21st, 2004 06:32 pmI did my part for better gay marriages by taking Davo (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
davomatic) to the airport so he can fly to Toronto to see his very legally married hubby, Josh.
While we drove, we saw a large, Houston style Car-be-que, and the evangelical Baptist church, who's sign often has the "Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve" sign up, was featuring it's "Teen Warehouse". Finally they are going to put those sinning teens away. I've been waiting for that for years. Can't even go to the mall.
So, while Davo is off in Canada getting busy with his hubby (in finding a place to live, what we you thinking?). I'm taking care of his dog, Trevor.
Trevor is a 12 year old black terrier-something. He's greying ay the nuzzle and it really gives him a distinguished, older dog look that really seems to play well with the ladies. Having seen Davo get out of the car, and then finding out we were driving away without him, he jumps in my lap and wants to stay there as we drive back to my place. Given that I drive a manual transmission car, this makes it much more difficult, but we manage.
Trevor has sniffed the entire apartment and deemed it worthy of him right now, finding that the top of the couch is a nice place to stay. He intently watched me fix lunch and then joined me for a nap on the couch while we watched Iron Jawed Angels.
Tangent, Iron Jawed Angels is an HBO movie starring Hillary Swank as one of the women's suffrage movement activists in the lat 19-teens. She uses civil disobedience, having women parade and picket the White House in an effort to get the amendment passed to allow votes for women in all 48 states. She even goes to jail, and stages a hunger strike for the cause, getting media attention, and eventually shaming President Wilson into moving the amendment along during WWI.
If anyone doesn't think that the gay rights movement, and the fight for the right to marry isn't a civil rights fight (that's you Jessie Jackson) you ought to watch this movie, and also look at the struggle that you went through in the 60's and THINK AGAIN.
Somebody just tell me when there will be a protest here in Houston...I'm so motivated right now!
Meanwhile, back to Trevor. We went out for a walk, and he had to sniff everything in the neighborhood. Right now he's on the balcony just smelling everything and listening, as dogs do. He's got the same curiosity, and the same "I'm not a small dog" attitude that our family's dachshund, Fritz had when he was around.
It's nice having a dog around. I've been afraid to get one since I'm not at home all the time to take care of him, and the apartment's not that big. One day, if I have a place with a yard, then I might get one again.
Trevor will be here all week...
davomatic) to the airport so he can fly to Toronto to see his very legally married hubby, Josh. While we drove, we saw a large, Houston style Car-be-que, and the evangelical Baptist church, who's sign often has the "Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve" sign up, was featuring it's "Teen Warehouse". Finally they are going to put those sinning teens away. I've been waiting for that for years. Can't even go to the mall.
So, while Davo is off in Canada getting busy with his hubby (in finding a place to live, what we you thinking?). I'm taking care of his dog, Trevor.
Trevor is a 12 year old black terrier-something. He's greying ay the nuzzle and it really gives him a distinguished, older dog look that really seems to play well with the ladies. Having seen Davo get out of the car, and then finding out we were driving away without him, he jumps in my lap and wants to stay there as we drive back to my place. Given that I drive a manual transmission car, this makes it much more difficult, but we manage.
Trevor has sniffed the entire apartment and deemed it worthy of him right now, finding that the top of the couch is a nice place to stay. He intently watched me fix lunch and then joined me for a nap on the couch while we watched Iron Jawed Angels.
Tangent, Iron Jawed Angels is an HBO movie starring Hillary Swank as one of the women's suffrage movement activists in the lat 19-teens. She uses civil disobedience, having women parade and picket the White House in an effort to get the amendment passed to allow votes for women in all 48 states. She even goes to jail, and stages a hunger strike for the cause, getting media attention, and eventually shaming President Wilson into moving the amendment along during WWI.
If anyone doesn't think that the gay rights movement, and the fight for the right to marry isn't a civil rights fight (that's you Jessie Jackson) you ought to watch this movie, and also look at the struggle that you went through in the 60's and THINK AGAIN.
Somebody just tell me when there will be a protest here in Houston...I'm so motivated right now!
Meanwhile, back to Trevor. We went out for a walk, and he had to sniff everything in the neighborhood. Right now he's on the balcony just smelling everything and listening, as dogs do. He's got the same curiosity, and the same "I'm not a small dog" attitude that our family's dachshund, Fritz had when he was around.
It's nice having a dog around. I've been afraid to get one since I'm not at home all the time to take care of him, and the apartment's not that big. One day, if I have a place with a yard, then I might get one again.
Trevor will be here all week...
