I
read recently that it is officially the dog days of August. If this is
true then who the hell gave them to us? Because let me tell you we
don’t want them. Gosh, you decide to give us one month and it has to be
August.
This
must have been done by old white men. The same old white men who gave
black people February because it’s cold and short. Old white men are
always giving away months they don’t want anything to do with. And
August is nothing more than summer’s February.
July
is the seventh month of the year, or the first month of the second half
of the year, the hot half, as hot as January is cold. The same is true
of August, as hot as February is cold, but both months are a little
worse because they are the months when we just can’t take the weather
anymore. And that’s why the old men have stuck us with it, because they
don’t want it. But why did it have to be dogs? How about the cat days
of August?
August
is hot and some of them have fiery fur like the sun. Or the lizard
days of August because lizards live in the desert in the heat. But it
certainly doesn’t belong to dogs.
How about the dogs days of May? Everybody likes May. May is bright, and warm, and shiny, just like us dogs.
Or
we would take September. Cool, but still warm enough to enjoy, sunny
but not blindingly sunny. September has a nice and even temperament
like a good dog.
And why don’t other animals have months? I think the reindeer days of December makes a lot of sense.
We
can give January to the penguins because they are little and cute like
the New Year, and they like playing in the cold We will reserve
February for the polar bears. March is still cold and rainy a real pain
in the butt so we will assign that to the squirrels. So I hope you
enjoy your squirrel days of March.
April
can be a pain too, but it’s also when spring starts, so let’s give it
to the bunnies. The Bunny Days of April cover the good sunny warm days
and the rainy cold days like how a bunny is cute but is also a pain
because it eats your garden.
I
have decided on the Dog Days of May. I could be convinced of June
and September but I came up with the idea so May it is. Now June is a
pleasant month, and many of our dogs are close to their kitty friends
so, even though it goes against my nature, I declare June the Pussy Days
of June.
That
brings us to hot, sticky, long July. Let’s give that one to a snake.
The Boa Constrictor Days of July. The month that not only crushes you,
but then eats you whole.
Now
that we no longer have the dog days of August we have to stick this
horrible month with something equally horrid but smart enough to keep
cool. Of course, it is so simple! Why do a week when you can do the
whole month? It’s the Shark Days of August.
September
the days are shorter, kids are back in school reading Charlotte’s Web,
they are playing football again, it can only be the Pig Days of
September. October is colder, wetter, darker, the leaves fall from the
trees, the dead walk the Earth, sounds like a nice time for a horse
ride, like that Ichabod Crane guy, so we have the Horse Days of October.
And
that leaves November, which of course, we leave for the turkeys. So
animals have their own month from the Penguin in January to the Dogs in
May to the Pigs in September to the Reindeers in December.
It’s
about time we animals started taking the decisions out of the hands of
the old men and make them ourselves. And even the mean old men must
admit ours make much more sense. So no more talk of the Dog Days of
August. What you’re suffering from is the Shark Days of August.
Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water.
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Lovin the sqiggles days of March height of the hunting year. We concur with your choices for the year. Have a happy shark days of August and be careful in the water. Have a fabulous Friday.
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I don't understand? It is all about me 365 days a year... I don't just want one month... I am better than that!
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