208 Days ’til 40: Fire Hydrant Vs. Dog

28 Jul


Sometimes you are the dog, sometimes you are the fire hydrant…….

Today, 208 days ’til 40, I will leave you on that profound note – hoping that on more days you are the dog than the hydrant.  🙂





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16 responses to “208 Days ’til 40: Fire Hydrant Vs. Dog

  1. Holly Michael

    July 28, 2012 at 00:26


  2. Patricia

    July 28, 2012 at 04:25

    Too funny…

  3. viveka

    July 28, 2012 at 14:46

    Just now in this heat … I wouldn’t like to be a dog … but I would love a hydrant.

  4. Another Thousand Words

    July 28, 2012 at 20:45

    Thanks so, 400, for a good giggle this early Saturday afternoon…and, ain’t that the truth?

    • 400daystil40

      July 28, 2012 at 22:36

      You are welcome – sometimes we just need a little giggle!!! 🙂

      • simon7banksS

        July 28, 2012 at 23:09

        Depends what you think of pissing on people – unless, of course, this is a reference to Tiger Woods and a dog incident I don’t know of.

  5. Lucianus Mauricius

    July 29, 2012 at 14:23

    Uh girl, I laughed so hard I done pissed myself, I guess I’m the dog and the fire hydrant at the same time… 😀

    • 400daystil40

      July 29, 2012 at 23:04

      hehehe! I am glad someone appreciates my sense of humor!!! 🙂

      • Lucianus Mauricius

        July 30, 2012 at 03:54

        Always, that’s what humor is there for, and thank you for sharing everyday, must be pretty hard but at the same time very rewarding 🙂

        • 400daystil40

          July 30, 2012 at 15:11

          Thanks! Yes, some days I think, “What the @#$$!! did I commit to by agreeing to blog for 400 days straight???” But, most days I learn a lot from it and I am sure I will look back on this experience fondly (though I will most likely blog a bit less when I am past the 400 days!)

          • Lucianus Mauricius

            July 31, 2012 at 04:53

            A true olimpian. Win 400 days race than just rest, hahah

  6. Spider42

    July 30, 2012 at 13:42

    Usually I find I’m the cat lounging on the tree nearby with a cigarette and a few volumes of Sartre or Nietzsche and a few comics shaking my head sadly at this never-ending urinary cycle… wondering why dogs can’t be smarter and more considerate of others who have to walk around. Clean up after yourself, it’s not hard, but NOOOO!
    Ah well… such is life, no?


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