Anyway, I cooked up a couple of bones for the dogs (Big Seig and Lilly) so their quietly gnawing away.
Lilly's on the left and weighs in at a petite 56 lbs, Big Seig (there's a reason he's called that) will be 16 months old on the 24th and tops the scale at a hefty 110 lbs (big for a Boxer). They could care less about what's going on outside. When I ask them what they think about the idiots down in Mississippi they look quite confused, as if to say "what in hell is Missisppi." And when I explain that it has the highest drop out rate, and the highest poverty level, they turn away and look for their bones. And mentioning Tennessee legislating to have the Bible made the official state book doesn't even get me a sideways glance. Big Seig and Lilly know what's important and what's bitterly ridiculous.