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I never heard him approach...
"My daddy says I should be a doctor or a lawyer."
Surprised, I whipped around to find young Diego standing behind me.
Most kids want to pet the fluffy puppy, or at least find out why I'm
off leash. This little guy was looking for career counseling.
"Well," I said, "those are good jobs to have."
Diego made a sour face
Clearly, he was unimpressed by a life of diagnosing boils or defending
wife beaters.
I tried to wag a little.
"When I was a puppy, I wanted to be a search and rescue dog," I told him.
Diego shook his head and looked me up and down.
He knew my skinny butt wouldn't be extracting trapped coal miners
or pulling skiers from avalanche drifts anytime soon.
He frowned and looked past me, as if his future career danced just over
my left shoulder.
"I also thought about being a fireman," I offered
Diego knitted his brow and gave me that "really?" look.
Not the interested "really?" but the sarcastic "really?" that your sister
gives you when she discovers you trying on her bras.
He knew my fur would singe in the first big house fire.
"I take it you have some lofty career goals?" I asked gently.
His eyes lit up and he nodded slowly.
"President? Scientist? Train Engineer?" I asked
Again he looked sullen.
Those were boring paths.
Clearly I was not enlightened.
I tapped my claws and waited as he stared at the gulls and the waves.
"C'mon, buddy, you can tell me," I said. "Dogs are trustworthy."
Diego thought about this logic and nodded.
If you can't trust your future to a mutt, then who?
"I want to be a hedge trimmer," he offered quietly.
I arched my fake eyebrows.
"Well, that's cool, why do you want to trim hedges?"
A flood gate opened deep within him and Diego explained all the
reasons why hedge trimmer is the greatest job in the universe.
You get to use cool ladders.
You get to ride the clackity-clack machine. (?)
You get to find all sorts of amazing bird's nests.
Sometimes people leave food inside the hedge...
Diego stopped and spread his hands, lowering his voice to whisper.
"You know the best part, doggie?"
I shook my ears.
He put his head closer to mine and adopted a conspiratory tone.
"You get to see who's on the other side of those really tall hedges,"
he said and smiled in an unsettling way.
I nodded enthusiastically and assured him those were all great reasons
to follow his dream.
He gave me a paw slap and I bade farewell to little peeping Diego.
He scampered off to tell his daddy that a talking dog had validated
his future trade. That'll be an interesting conversation...
I continued my stroll up the pier, wondering how many of the folks
I encountered were following someone else's dream.
Life is too short not to follow your own star.
If you want to trim hedges, go for it.
If you want to drive Indy cars, become a surgeon, sing on a cruise
ship, or be a talking dog, this life is your own to steer where you will.
Don't let anyone stand between you and your dreams.
Unless they're holding really sharp shears....
"My daddy says I should be a doctor or a lawyer."
Surprised, I whipped around to find young Diego standing behind me.
Most kids want to pet the fluffy puppy, or at least find out why I'm
off leash. This little guy was looking for career counseling.
"Well," I said, "those are good jobs to have."
Diego made a sour face
Clearly, he was unimpressed by a life of diagnosing boils or defending
wife beaters.
I tried to wag a little.
"When I was a puppy, I wanted to be a search and rescue dog," I told him.
Diego shook his head and looked me up and down.
He knew my skinny butt wouldn't be extracting trapped coal miners
or pulling skiers from avalanche drifts anytime soon.
He frowned and looked past me, as if his future career danced just over
my left shoulder.
"I also thought about being a fireman," I offered
Diego knitted his brow and gave me that "really?" look.
Not the interested "really?" but the sarcastic "really?" that your sister
gives you when she discovers you trying on her bras.
He knew my fur would singe in the first big house fire.
"I take it you have some lofty career goals?" I asked gently.
His eyes lit up and he nodded slowly.
"President? Scientist? Train Engineer?" I asked
Again he looked sullen.
Those were boring paths.
Clearly I was not enlightened.
I tapped my claws and waited as he stared at the gulls and the waves.
"C'mon, buddy, you can tell me," I said. "Dogs are trustworthy."
Diego thought about this logic and nodded.
If you can't trust your future to a mutt, then who?
"I want to be a hedge trimmer," he offered quietly.
I arched my fake eyebrows.
"Well, that's cool, why do you want to trim hedges?"
A flood gate opened deep within him and Diego explained all the
reasons why hedge trimmer is the greatest job in the universe.
You get to use cool ladders.
You get to ride the clackity-clack machine. (?)
You get to find all sorts of amazing bird's nests.
Sometimes people leave food inside the hedge...
Diego stopped and spread his hands, lowering his voice to whisper.
"You know the best part, doggie?"
I shook my ears.
He put his head closer to mine and adopted a conspiratory tone.
"You get to see who's on the other side of those really tall hedges,"
he said and smiled in an unsettling way.
I nodded enthusiastically and assured him those were all great reasons
to follow his dream.
He gave me a paw slap and I bade farewell to little peeping Diego.
He scampered off to tell his daddy that a talking dog had validated
his future trade. That'll be an interesting conversation...
I continued my stroll up the pier, wondering how many of the folks
I encountered were following someone else's dream.
Life is too short not to follow your own star.
If you want to trim hedges, go for it.
If you want to drive Indy cars, become a surgeon, sing on a cruise
ship, or be a talking dog, this life is your own to steer where you will.
Don't let anyone stand between you and your dreams.
Unless they're holding really sharp shears....
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XD NO! NOT THE SHEARS! *whimpers in a corner*
But within all seriousness, as much as it sounds corny, you really shouldn't stop yourself from following your dreams. I want to make a living off of my music, but even if I can't do that, I'm still going to make music. Doesn't mean I'm not going to fight my way up the ladder though.
But within all seriousness, as much as it sounds corny, you really shouldn't stop yourself from following your dreams. I want to make a living off of my music, but even if I can't do that, I'm still going to make music. Doesn't mean I'm not going to fight my way up the ladder though.
Wait... you can really arch your eyebrows?
Very cool story. It's awesome that you can help validate a kid's vision - even though he'll probably change his mind as he gets older. Another dog might've chastised him for not having more respectable goals, but you let him know he's okay. I coulda used a dog like you when I was growing up. :3
Very cool story. It's awesome that you can help validate a kid's vision - even though he'll probably change his mind as he gets older. Another dog might've chastised him for not having more respectable goals, but you let him know he's okay. I coulda used a dog like you when I was growing up. :3
Thats awesome. I like the show, but never saw this before 8-)
I left where I lived (coal mining hillbilly - decaying coal mining town part of Virginia) after getting a taste of tech, getting a degree in electronics, and made the Seattle area my home. I was fooled by the dream it was the future - and it is, but thinking about it in this way and seeing you still need dirt to make it all work.. I never really saw it that way, seriously, and im a 40 year old greymuzzle.
Rowe has even more respect now to me 8-)
I left where I lived (coal mining hillbilly - decaying coal mining town part of Virginia) after getting a taste of tech, getting a degree in electronics, and made the Seattle area my home. I was fooled by the dream it was the future - and it is, but thinking about it in this way and seeing you still need dirt to make it all work.. I never really saw it that way, seriously, and im a 40 year old greymuzzle.
Rowe has even more respect now to me 8-)
When I was 4 or 5, I wanted to be a fireman with a green station wagon (I don't know why, maybe its because a neighbor of ours had one?), then I believe I wanted to be an architect (because my mom was one for a little while) when I was about 8. Later I wanted to be a carpenter (because we moved into a new neighborhood and new houses were being built around us) when I was about 12. Then later around 16-18 yrs old, I wanted to be a veterinarian (that didn't last long once I found out the educational requirements). I later changed to computer science when I was 29, after going into the Air Force when I was 26. Right now I just work in the city street department doing asphalt, concrete and backfilling holes.
Well, it does help when barricades are set up which keep cars away from the job, but sometimes we do have to close off the street if its too busy. Such was the case on a busy two lane road that goes under the railroad tracks and we were setting up and pouring concrete over a week in different spots on this 1/2 mile long road.
Asphalts just hot work, especially when its hot outside. There isn't alot of hard work with it other than shoveling it for different spots. My city doesn't have an asphalt laydown machine.
Concrete is only hard when pouring it out for a curb when you have to have it relatively dry.
Concrete is only hard when pouring it out for a curb when you have to have it relatively dry.
Haha, up till recently I wanted to be a train operator--but then my friends told me first hand that working for the Transit Authority sucks. Ironically enough the FDNY gave me a call today and told me when to expect the filing period for their next civil service exam.
But you did an awesome job. :D
But you did an awesome job. :D
I kinda felt like that was a silly goal for the kid to decide.
But then you kinda enlightened me on that.
Be want you want and not what you're told.
Weird that I heard that before, yet I never really thought about it.
Probably this helped because you're actually living by your words.
Cool encounter for you.
Thanks for the story.
But then you kinda enlightened me on that.
Be want you want and not what you're told.
Weird that I heard that before, yet I never really thought about it.
Probably this helped because you're actually living by your words.
Cool encounter for you.
Thanks for the story.
This is why I am planning to move out by the end of the year and live in Georgia with a few fellow furs. I know that my family will disapprove of me moving so far from home (Michigan), but I need to get out and away from everyone that knows me so that I can discover myself. I always have a slight fear of, what if someone I know finds out something I said. I am always cautious of what I say, but even small things like wearing a tail in public, can get back around to people that know me and can ruin relationships. If I move to where no one knows me, then I can be myself and find out if hedge trimming is what I really want to do.
"You get to ride the clackity-clack machine. (?)"
Hedge trimmers?
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Hedge trimmers?
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LOL! I didn't know there were so many perks in the world of hedge trimming... I never found hidden food in my bushes
I always love your stories and their meanings as I can relate. One should do what they love in this world :) There may be bumps in the road, but the path still lies ahead. I really wanted to be a zookeeper or conservationist when I started college. But, as I studied my way through school, I began to stray away and fell more in love with household pets, arts, and movies. What I realized I really liked is the joy and feelings all those things brought to people. They can make you think, laugh, cry, and so much more.
I'm not knocking saving the world, as it's a good cause as well, but there's something about going out there, for example, as a 6 foot dog and putting a smile on somebody's face that provides an immense sense of gratification.
Keep on living the dream DB!
I always love your stories and their meanings as I can relate. One should do what they love in this world :) There may be bumps in the road, but the path still lies ahead. I really wanted to be a zookeeper or conservationist when I started college. But, as I studied my way through school, I began to stray away and fell more in love with household pets, arts, and movies. What I realized I really liked is the joy and feelings all those things brought to people. They can make you think, laugh, cry, and so much more.
I'm not knocking saving the world, as it's a good cause as well, but there's something about going out there, for example, as a 6 foot dog and putting a smile on somebody's face that provides an immense sense of gratification.
Keep on living the dream DB!
Clearly this niño has put a lot of thought into his future. It was good that you encouraged him to be who he wants to be, rather than living up to someone else's expectation. I hope that you're keeping these instances cataloged for an eventual book of wisdom to help guide future generations :)
"Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t."
- Bahz Luhrmann
I don't know what I want to be when I grow up, but until that day someone's content to pay me to drive around and listen to my iPod.
- Bahz Luhrmann
I don't know what I want to be when I grow up, but until that day someone's content to pay me to drive around and listen to my iPod.
as always great thing from you.
~sighs~ i don't think the kids around here would even take a step towards a suiter, they would most likely either run in the other direction or jeer.............yeah, where i live bites, (and i'm not just talking about the mosquitoes) not the very accepting lot........rednecks (these are the hard core rednecks, had a confederate flag with the word redneck on it)....... and people who have seen......well you can figure it out. i showed one of my so called friends the pictures of my fursuit head i'm getting.........let's just the reaction was as i feared........only knew of the negative side. i mean how am i supposed to be excited for getting something like a fur head, when i know it well probably make more people run then come and hug. i don't know what to do...............sure fursuits are fun when you are around other people but when you stuck doing a solo act............the magic and the fun sort of wears off. maybe you the wise dogbomb can offer some sage advice?? (sorry about the little rant, we writers have a hard time stopping once we get going)
~sighs~ i don't think the kids around here would even take a step towards a suiter, they would most likely either run in the other direction or jeer.............yeah, where i live bites, (and i'm not just talking about the mosquitoes) not the very accepting lot........rednecks (these are the hard core rednecks, had a confederate flag with the word redneck on it)....... and people who have seen......well you can figure it out. i showed one of my so called friends the pictures of my fursuit head i'm getting.........let's just the reaction was as i feared........only knew of the negative side. i mean how am i supposed to be excited for getting something like a fur head, when i know it well probably make more people run then come and hug. i don't know what to do...............sure fursuits are fun when you are around other people but when you stuck doing a solo act............the magic and the fun sort of wears off. maybe you the wise dogbomb can offer some sage advice?? (sorry about the little rant, we writers have a hard time stopping once we get going)
Thanks for that comment!
I agree, working solo can be tough.
The only advice that I can give is to be open and honest
and have fun with what you do. People are drawn to that kind of passion.
Yes, you will get the occasional odd comment, but brush those folks aside
and concentrate on those that enjoy your character.
If that doesn't work, move to California and come suiting with me...
I agree, working solo can be tough.
The only advice that I can give is to be open and honest
and have fun with what you do. People are drawn to that kind of passion.
Yes, you will get the occasional odd comment, but brush those folks aside
and concentrate on those that enjoy your character.
If that doesn't work, move to California and come suiting with me...
or you could come over here in the winter.........do you ski????? i have wondered that, because it would be interesting to see a video of you coming down the mountain. or if you know board that would be cool as well. i plan on doing that once i get my head (and when i get the fulll suit). tempting as the offer sounds i would have to decline.
How cool! That kid is awesome. He's too young for his dad to be squelching his childhood aspirations. I certainly had a bunch of odd ones growing up. But no matter what it was, my parents were supportive. And now I have a good career. I grew out of the childish ones, and found something that sparks my creativity and challenges me the way I always wanted to be. His father should be more receptive to that.
You are definitely awesome to be doing this in your community! What a good dog! *patpat* :)
You are definitely awesome to be doing this in your community! What a good dog! *patpat* :)
As always, well spoken, Bogdomb. Well spoken. :)
You already know I'm following my dream of becoming a veterinarian so that hopefully one day I can treat and care for the dogs in this world that are just as bomb as the Dogbomb himself! (Or even better yet-- be a veterinarian lucky enough to have an amazing RVT working alongside me as bomb as the Dogbomb himself! <3)
You already know I'm following my dream of becoming a veterinarian so that hopefully one day I can treat and care for the dogs in this world that are just as bomb as the Dogbomb himself! (Or even better yet-- be a veterinarian lucky enough to have an amazing RVT working alongside me as bomb as the Dogbomb himself! <3)
*waggwagg* I really want to make inspirational posters involving you and the characters you run into hahaha. That is hilarious! Fantastic advise to!
"He scampered off to tell his daddy that a talking dog had validated his future trade. That'll be an interesting conversation..." HAHAHA. I can imagine an angry parent chewing you out for that. Then they realize they are yelling at a giant dog mid way though LOL. Thanks for the morning laugh DB! It helped wake me up even more then the delicious coffee I am drinking. *nuzzlehugs*
"He scampered off to tell his daddy that a talking dog had validated his future trade. That'll be an interesting conversation..." HAHAHA. I can imagine an angry parent chewing you out for that. Then they realize they are yelling at a giant dog mid way though LOL. Thanks for the morning laugh DB! It helped wake me up even more then the delicious coffee I am drinking. *nuzzlehugs*
Well, do not get me wrong, I don't mean to write eternally longer posts. I would rather you not sacrifice the quality of your content just to get a few extra words in but rather that you should consider writing a short story or something a little more beefy in plot so that we could see more of your wit and word play in use. From the quality of these short pieces you put up here I am sure that it will get a good response!
That story just made my entire night.<3
Just think, one day he's going to be outside trimming hedges into interesting and fun shapes, find a bird's nest hidden among the branches, put it someplace safe to take home and think "I'm so glad I listened to that talking dog when I was younger."
Just think, one day he's going to be outside trimming hedges into interesting and fun shapes, find a bird's nest hidden among the branches, put it someplace safe to take home and think "I'm so glad I listened to that talking dog when I was younger."
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