The wife had a
very long day yesterday courtesy of Buddy the Wonder Pooch. His terrors
associated with thunderstorms, rain, fireworks, trains, and brass bands are
well chronicled in this blog. Yesterday he
added battery failing smoke alarms to the list of things that send him into spasmodic
hyper-pain in the ass mode. As with most
newer houses our house is liberally festooned with smoke alarms which start
beeping when the batteries fail even though they’re connected to the power
supply.
Buddy Hovering Over His Tormentor |
My wife was
trying to figure out what was causing the chaotic behavior until she heard the faint
beep going off. Buddy was liberally
dosed with the medication we give him for thunderstorms but that only quelled
him for a little bit. My wife was at the
end of her rope (and conceivably Buddy’s continued existence) when I got home
to find various barricades erected to corral the psychotic canine. I tracked down the offending alarm which
continued to beep even after I removed the battery. I started to wonder if I needed a wooden
stake to shut the damned thing off. It
spent the rest of the day out on the back deck and Buddy came in for a soft
landing.
My wife, in
serious need of some R&R, and in an effort to reduce the planned assassination
attempts against my favorite black dog, I took one for the team and saw a chick
flick for date night. We saw The Fault
in Our Stars which told the story of a young gal with terminal cancer who meets
the love of her life, another cancer survivor.
I was prepared for a serious deluge of female tears and life affirming catch
phrases but this came at me from a different direction.
Tear Jerking But Life Affirming |
I give almost the
entire credit to the two young stars Shailene Woodley and Ansel Elgort. There is electric chemistry between these two
actors and this is the first movie in a long time where I left totally fascinated
by the craft of two actors playing off each other. Woodley has already impressed in a number of movies
but Elgort was a revelation as the cocky but sweet male lead. The plot doesn’t sugar coat the reality the characters
deal with and doesn’t succumb to the Hollywood need to over dramatize. The quiet courage of the characters and the poignant
love story even had this grizzled old movie goer a little misty eyed by the
end; a really, really good movie. My
wife was crying buckets of course and this hopefully distracted her from any calculated
executions.
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