My new, ninety-five pound, four-year-old Chocolate Lab
keeps an eye on me. If I make a sound, he usually sits up,
raises his big head and looks me, almost straight, in the eye
as I sit in the big, green, leather chair. After awhile, he lies
down again filling almost every square inch of his extra
large doggie pillow on the floor between me and the T.V.
He stares up at me so I see mostly the bottom white of
his eyes. We should have named him National Security
Agency instead of Buddy and true to that identity, when I
called him National Security Agency, not once but twice,
he ignored me and continued to stare up at me with white
eyes hiding everything but a sliver of the pupils just under
the upper lids. To test out my theory, I called him Buddy
and he rose up on his haunches and stared me in the eye.
bobdahl 
It’s important for me to know: was this created before, during, or after gov’t shutdown. I think I’m having a shutdown, and must lay-off computers. I now go to read the 185 pp tutorial on Pages to learn what I didn’t learn at the Genius Bar. Then I shall create the church’s November newsletter without blocking essential info with graphics as in October.
I can see vividly the entire scene as it unfolds.
Oh, I love this … dogs, huh? What a special gift for us all. Hey, we’ll have a chance to meet him sometime in the New Year in Phoenix. He and I will have a lot to talk over.