Wins and losses, Summer and Fall

It started this morning like Fall had arrived, with a satisfying coolness and a thorough lack of humidity in the air. I was almost deluded enough so that when lunch arrived I scrambled for a cotton sweater which became a reminder that Fall arrives in a few weeks in Georgia, particularly Central Georgia.

Still, I took the dog out this evening and walked him out under the stars roaming across the skies and it was quite cool and delightful. In that kind of environment it is hard to stand there and watch the dog do his business, knowing that you have to get the dog back into his bed in a matter of seconds.

I was looking through dog rescues and showed Cindy several cute little Welsh Terriers and Wire Fox Terriers. She thought they were pretty cute, despite the fact that the information on the dogs usually stated that the dogs weren't good with other dogs. That is a problem with an old Lab-Bassett mix on a styrofoam mattress in the kitchen.

Tex seemed a little concerned about his two favorite humans looking at other dogs. Dogs have a lot of intuition from time to time. Cindy was convinced he come tell we were looking at other dogs. She gives him a bit more credit for cunning and intelligence sometimes, but dogs do seem to know a bit more than we expect from time to time.

The Braves lost tonight and the Phillies won, so there is a two game span between the two teams and the Braves are on the wrong side of the span. Professional baseball is not completely satisfying these days, particular when football is in full swing. Of course, professional football is equally unsatisfying, since the Falcons don't seem to show their talents from week to week and year to year. Oh well.

Relying on sports for a mood elevator is a dangerous thing. It provides a transitory up from time to time, but it is definitely transitory. It just seems to last until the next game and the next loss. There is always another game. That is good and bad. Another opportunity for a win or loss.