sun is back

the sun is shining again, although not for long. this doesn't make the skiers happy, but that isn't my goal. it does make the big black dogs who like the sun to heat up their coat very happy. i wanted to post something about the latest round of torture pictures. but these days that doesn't seem to get many people's dander up. i do want to ask what kind of sick fuck will use a dog as an instrument of torture? that pisses me off.

i can't even think how this country's morals are being ruined by the current administration. they are forever changing who we are. someone should sic this dog on them now. i'd show them what torture is. yea, i know what you are saying. "now kafka, you are now no better than them."
but dear friend, i don't have to be better than them, i'm a dog. they are supposedly humans.

anyway back to the front porch and the sun. the big ones will be home soon and i don't want them to catch me messing with the mac.

on the world stage

you'd think with a name like kafka i'd be all about tons of people i've never met reading my scrawling. but you'd only be partially right. skippy has just linked to me. i'm now somebody. sure sure others have linked to me (family and friends). now don't think i don't appreciate those links and all that love, but this is different. i've heard many stories about skippy. maybe not the blog, but the old tv show. the big guy used to rush home from school to catch the daily episodes. he still can sing the theme song or at least the chorus of said theme song.

anyway i'm feeling a little under the gun to update a bit more often, be a bit more entertaining, show a bit more skin. this i will try to do. so please keep coming back and be sure to read these posts to all your pets out there be they feline, cannine, rodent, or human.

i had a dream

george clooney came to me in my dreams last night. he walked right into my bedroom and told me that he did a great job of shaving. "kafka, my dog, take a look at this excellent shave. notice how the goatee is perfectly shaped. look how smooth the bottom of my chin is. this is going to be a most excellent day." i had to agree with him. his face was a wonderous thing. he could see the agreement in my eyes so he reached into his front right pocket and pulled out two milkbone brand dog biscuits, kingsize of course. he placed one of them on the top of my snout and i did that trick where i flip it up into the air and catch it before it falls to the ground. he seemed very proud of me. he took the other milkbone brand dog biscuit and put it into his mouth. i sat down in front of him and watched as george clooney chewed up a milkbone brand dog biscuit. when crumbs would fall out of the sides of his mouth i would catch them before they had a chance to hit the ground. we were a great team.

i woke up very happy this morning.