Lenny's Life Lessons

Hello, dearest San Saba friends, and have you felt like eggs being boiled for egg salad sandwiches this past week? I lie out on the porch and mom sniffs the air and asks… “who is cooking hot dogs? I think they are done!” Yeah, she thinks she is hilarious! I do have to say if it is this hot now, we all just might catch fire walking out the door in August!

In proper mom fashion, she worried about how long the grass was getting in the yard, as if we would wake up one morning with twines and sticker burrs entwining us. She mowed part of the yard late one evening and then was out a little after six in the morning to finish mowing! As sweet as Mr. Roger’s was he would never have asked mom to be his neighbor!!

I am mad at Netflix! They added a new Season of NCIS which means I get to hear mom yell at the television! I told her people solve crimes quietly, intellectually, but she tells me TV people do not respond to quiet. I think sometimes mom misses working in law whether she wants to admit it or not.

I had to go to the vet again, and I got shots! I am going to start protesting because that is the second time I have been reduced to crying! Yes, mom kisses my head, tries to make it better, but I really do not understand nor do I like pain. I told mom she would cry too if she had to get shots, and she laughed! She hugged me and said, “Lenny, I didn’t even cry when I had a catastrophic heart attack, tell anyone at the store, but I did drive myself home. You will be okay.” She may have a point.

Everyone is talking about fireworks. Where mom and I lived before, it was a gated community, and I didn’t hear any. Should I be worried? Dachshunds are known to bark at their shadow…I am very protective of mom and my house, and by the way…what are fireworks???

Mom was telling me about July 4 and Independence Day. I am all for freedom, so very important. You know the saying… what’s good for the goose is good for the gander…well, every living creature has a beating heart, a brain, lungs to breathe air, and all of us owe that life respect, a level of care, and not to force who we are, what we believe on them. I am dachshund and no one can make a German Shepherd.

We love you, precious San Saba friends, and wish the happiest 4th of July!

Lenny