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Dogs, The Cat Lady And Songify

      This picture was taken in Kansas, back during the 1980's. The star is our pooch, a really good dog. This was my son's dog, when he was just a little guy. The picture was taken out on a farm where we lived. Looking back, it was certainly a beautiful day to be alive and go for a walk. We often walked out the country road for miles and of course the dog had to go, which was cool. She would go a little distance and look back like this to make sure we were coming. The dog pictured lived with us for many years. My son was grown and gone, with kids of his own, when I came outside one morning and found the pooch dead and stiff. It was a tough day for me, I can tell you that.
     I've only had one dog of my own. He was a long-haired bird dog. I had him when I was a kid and another kid shot and killed him just for sheer meanness. Not being very civilized at the time, I gave the other kid a good beating. This did not bring my dog back but it felt good.
    My wife and I have never been much for pets. I don't like animals in the house and neither does she. I'm really odd about things too. When that kid shot my dog, I haven't wanted another pet since. It must be some odd quirk in my make-up. I just want the one issue of everything, then I'm done. I'm surprised that I even trade cars. Ha, Ha.
    I suppose that you folks have seen the cool video going around the web that features an e-harmony dating intro. This lady is telling people about liking cats. Somebody used an app called Songify to put her talk to music and added in some cats that appear to be playing musical instruments and dancing. It is one of the best clips I have seen. If you search for it on you tube, be sure that you see the one that is set to music. I think if you search "I like cats, music video" you'll see it. There have been several hundred thousand views of it. By the way, I immediately went to the app store and downloaded the free app called Songify, which I mentioned. You just record yourself, talking or singing, and the app sets that to music. You will sound surprisingly good, believe me. I think you sound a bit better if you sing, but that's only my opinion. I sang a piece called My Life Is A Country Song, for the very good reason that I had got up humming the tune that morning. Naturally, I changed the words to something silly and off-color for the recording. When it was put to rap music, which I loathe, I could not refrain from laughing. No, you will never, ever, get to hear it. I do, however, recommend the app.
    You can write it on my stone, My life is a country song. From the dogless retreat, I'm CE Wills.
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