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The Mutts have spoken.

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I spent my weekend with Richard Clarke and his latest book “Cyber war” which now makes crystal clear why the Mayas Calendar stops in December 2012. By then, we will be back to Stone Age if the whole world starts to play war through cyber space. Isn’t that cool? And, I mean talk about collateral damage if you screwed up our cyber space: planes colliding with each other, trains derailing (not that it’s so uncommon unfortunately!), no more money, electricity, water. I am telling you, we have to go solar at home and be totally independent of all that BS!

Funny how the world is. If I had read that book 30 years ago, I would have thought it was a great science-fiction story. Now, I am helpless! I don’t even have a red phone, like moronic Glen Beck to call the White House and ask why we don’t have any plan to keep our cyber space safe. Yes, I know all the federal sites are safe or supposedly safe, but what about what makes this country live: Wall Street (Ok, maybe not so much a great example!) banks, utilities companies, and the list is almost endless. Richard Clarke said so, and I have a tendency to believe him. Yes, I know he needs to sell his book, but mostly he wants to send the message that we will be helpless if this attacks happen. 9/11 would be nothing compared to this. China started that crap not long ago! And a general at the Pentagon was saying that he just did not care if people who enrolled in the Armed Forces are overweight as long as they are the meanest hackers on the earth! Great! So now, it’s not even the crappy policy “Don’t ask, don’t tell”, but add to that The stuffing policy: “Stuff yourself as long as you can hack”, who cares about your health!

I think we are becoming more decadent by the minute these days. Bill Maher had a good point last week. He was showing an old poster of “the biggest man on the earth” showed in a circus in the1900’s, saying that now, the same guy would be a size Medium at Wall mart, and would go to the circus to see what? The only teenager on earth who doesn’t text, and communicates only with her mouth moving?

So, after seeing the end of the world coming soon, I decided to go for a lighter book “A good dog” by Susan Wilson (not the Marley’s type book but still on a lighter note than “Cyber war”). And, as I said in the beginning, the Mutts have spoken. They ate the last four chapters of the book. I don’t know what’s going on with the Mutts these days, they feel like rebellious teenagers, and five of them at the same time, it’s quite something! I wonder if I can take insurance on my books, you know, like on the cell phones that Zeus was swallowing like Reagan with his jelly-beans? All things considered, I will probably take it if it existed. But I am positive, Amazon got it before anyone else, and buried it somewhere. Like that, poor me and I am sure thousands of others have to order the darn book twice!

They should not be that bad though because they are becoming the “Tasters Mutts”. I had that idea for a while to create organic treats for mutts. I know it was done before, but my idea comes with an edge that others don’t have but shhhhhhhh it’s still a secret. The Mutts should be careful though because I can go right to my neighbor and ask their dog to be my treats taster! I discovered one thing today: Jackson doesn’t like oatmeal. I was eating my breakfast and he was around, and I guess you might know if you had followed me, that he is absolutely nut crazy about cream of wheat. I gave him my last spoonful of oatmeal, and he SPAT IT back at me, then with a disgusted look, went to sleep on the couch.

Spring is here today, and I do intend to enjoy it as much as I can. These last few days have been so hectic that I thought maybe Nature should give some lithium to Spring. Its behavior was so erratic, but who knows, maybe it did since today is just a perfect Spring day!

I used to be a taxi driver for my two girls, now I am just the Concierge of the Mutts. Open the door, close the door, open, close, open, close…. STOP! Getting dizzy here in Mutts country!

Iconoclastically yours,

Dominique