This is pretty much how it is every evening when I pull up from work as Pauli knows it’s my truck pulling into the ranch.
She loves bounding here and there in the thick forest which borders Deer Creek itself. She knows where we’ve twice spotted the black mountain lion at the edge of the forest at dusk. She wants to find the 200 pound cat. She really does.
She is a a wonderful dog. I hate to sound like Jerry McGuire, but she completes me….like what Trump does for Lindsey Graham and Kevin McCarthy.
Back when John Kelly was Trump’s Chief of Staff…I wrote General Kelly a personal letter and told him Pauli and I as a service to our country would spend a month with the grifter human junk bond and see if we could help him become more human, more kind, more empathetic.
Trump could have spent time walking Pauli and then I would have sat with Trump and read to him the stories his parents obviously never shared with him growing up. Kind of like National Teacher of the Year Juanita Elijah did with me back at John Marshall in my tenth grade American Lit class.
It would have been like public service on behalf of the country. An act of patriotism. It’s the John McCain influence in me.
I always wonder if John Kelly had taken me up on this if January 6th would have come to fruition.
There is nothing quite like the unconditional love of a lab.