I was out walking today, as of course, I usually do.  Because it was to get hot today, we went a bit earlier than usual (9:00 a.m EDT).  It seems that going early was a popular idea because we passed more dogs today than we have in quite some time.  Well, if you know me (and you should by now if you have been reading along), you know I couldn't help but to bark like mad when I saw other dogs on the path.  (My path!)

Well, when I wasn't busy barking, I was actually in quite a meditative state.  As I was enjoying the morning, I started to think about the age old question (in philosophy circles anyway) about free will versus fate. 

If you believe in God (as I do), or some other higher power (like some others do), then perhaps you have also wondered if we were born with a particular purpose in life.

Take Lyle for instance.  I'm pretty sure that his purpose is to clean gum off of the sidewalks so that people (or dogs) don't step in it.  I stepped on gum once when I was in the process of moving to Kentucky.  Let me tell you, it was no picnic!  If Lyle had been around back then, maybe I would have been spared.

I think that the boss ma'am's role is perhaps, a little more complex.  She has important the important job of helping sick people.  Of course that is important.  But also, I think she has the secondary purpose of earning my kibble and the roof over my head.  Also, she makes the boss man happy and as I've mentioned before, that is really important for the whole pack's happiness.

The boss man is an easy one.  He is here to take care of the pack, generally speaking, and me specifically.  You can't see if in the picture, but he is holding a tasty, tasty snacky in his right hand and he is getting ready to feed it to me (but first he is telling me what a good dog I am).  I'm sure that he has some other purpose too (after all he was already 182 when I met him), but I haven't determined what that might be.  I'm sure that it will be obvious at some point.

For me, I think it all comes down to barking, eating bratwurst and sleeping.  Oh, maybe eating other things too.   Also, perhaps, I am here to impart a little dog wisdom to the masses.

Well, it is getting late and I'm feeling sleepy.  Have a good night and I'll bark at you later.

Peace, out.

Little Bit