It has been a long night here at the ol' Casa de Critters. Perhaps you've experienced this situation yourself.
You're trying to adapt to new blood pressure medicine while, in a special guest kennel in the garage, there is a recently neutered, heartworm-positive dog that is trying to adapt to being still. Neither one of us got much sleep.
Ah, insomnia.....I was up at 3 a.m. watching the Fox Soccer Channel on cable: Lyon was whipping some team whose name I can't spell, 3-0, in exciting French Soccer League play.
Before that, I watched the tail end of a rugby match. Somewhere in the middle of that, a black cat jumped from the top of the bedroom TV onto the bed where I was alone because the breadwinner in the family, my slumberspouse Martha, needed some sleep and moved into the guest room. Bless her heart. The cat's happy landing disturbed two sleeping dogs and a torty cat that was offended and went off to run laps before coming back into the room and flinging herself up into the big middle of me.
Back to overnight sports: Understanding rugby is a challenge I have not met. It looks like a bunch of people brawling over a football swollen from being left out in the rain. Of course, soccer looks like a bunch of guys playing keep away.
Out in the garage, poor ol' Johnny Domino is trying to figure out why he feels like "something's missing." He's a generally swell dog though he doesn't like being still any more than I like avoiding ice cream.
If tonight is as rough as last night, Johnny D and I will be sitting in the front yard howling at the moon -- he'll be the one who knows why he's doing it and I'll be the one who is just trying to get even with everybody in the world who can sleep without effort. You people ought to be ashamed of yourselves.
Insomniacs are good people. We deserve easy sleep.
CHIPS AHOY: During the nationwide pet adoptathon Friday through Sunday, Operation Kindness will offer free microchipping for the adopted animals. (Hours are 11 a.m.-6 p.m. Friday and Saturday and noon to 6 p.m. Sunday. This is all part of the North Shore Animal League's annual national effort to help shelters empty their cages in the best possible way!)
Operation Kindness has more than 180 animals -- dogs, cats, puppies, kittens -- available. They all come with a gift pack, too.(Visit www.operationkindness.org .)
I know that most of the people reading this web site are already loaded up with dogs and cats, but, sometimes, when you're walking through a shelter, you think, "I can make room for that rascal." And, maybe, you have a friend who is looking for another critter and you'll be able to remind them of this special weekend adoptathon.
Last week I dropped by Operation Kindness and ran into one of the volunteers, Jan Gifford, who made a point to show me a little dog named Miracle. She'd been hit by a car and there was a big scar on her head and she was as sweet and affectionate as any dog in the place. I think the story is some cops found her and brought her in -- whatever the case, human heroics were involved.
And, I'm going to make one more pitch -- this one is on behalf of ALL shelters. When you're counseling your friends and acquaintances about getting a new dog, remind them that the big ol' dawgs need homes, too. Lots of people go looking for a cute little lap puppy and the big ol' dawgs are often ignored or avoided. Maybe their barks are too scary, maybe they tend to jump up, maybe you think they're just not going to be a good fit with you on the sofa.
All these things can be handled -- gentle love can quieten a barker, keep a dog from jumping and make room on the couch.
At our house, we've got big dogs and we've got little dogs. The little dogs all think they're as big as Clydesdales and the big dogs are often convinced they're small enough to squeeze into a shoebox. They're stunned when they don't fit.
Hugging a big dog's neck is a great thing -- good for the dog, good for you.
Pass this on: Adopt big dogs.
Now, I'm going to go nap before I get up and run my daily 10 miles. Oh, wait, I'm hallucinating again. If you find me trying to run 10 miles, call the law because somebody mean is chasing me.
ONE MORE THING: Way to go Dallas Mavericks. You've made me forget about the Texas Rangers bullpen.
Look, here's the problem with Dallas' NBA franchise. It's the "Curse of the Logo." The team is the "Mavericks" but the symbol is a horse. "Mavericks" are cattle. Everybody with "Texas" on their birth certificates knows that. Here's the link to the Handbook of Texas (www.tsha.utexas.edu/handbook/online/articles/view/MM/pfm1.html).
So, it's possible that the Mavericks will not win the league title until the logo features a mean, snorting cow and the team logo gets right with God and Texas. Just a theory. Pass it on and tell 'em where you heard it.