We've got a clock in the back room, another TV/computer room. Sue Unit's office. When I'm sitting back there with Unit on the couch, especially on work nights, I get concerned about what time it is. Is it time for bed, because I have to get up early tomorrow.
With these eyes, I can't read that clock from 15 feet away. It's just too busy for me. Especially when the hands line up on top of one another...well, I can't read the clock.
So the ongoing saying here at Weeville is, "What does the chicken say?"
Spankie the Dawg can see and read the chicken clock just fine, even though he can't see past the end of his nose. He knows when it's time for a pee and when it's time for a treat and when it's time for ... well, all of the timed things. It's amazing, he knows. And he's pretty danged close every time.
Here's the clock on the wall. What does the chicken say? The photo doesn't do it justice. It really IS hard to read with these eyes. Maybe I should take a photo of it anytime I need to know what time it is.
With these eyes, I can't read that clock from 15 feet away. It's just too busy for me. Especially when the hands line up on top of one another...well, I can't read the clock.
So the ongoing saying here at Weeville is, "What does the chicken say?"
Spankie the Dawg can see and read the chicken clock just fine, even though he can't see past the end of his nose. He knows when it's time for a pee and when it's time for a treat and when it's time for ... well, all of the timed things. It's amazing, he knows. And he's pretty danged close every time.
Here's the clock on the wall. What does the chicken say? The photo doesn't do it justice. It really IS hard to read with these eyes. Maybe I should take a photo of it anytime I need to know what time it is.
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