Following on from Popper’s theory of falsificationism – dog wee vs wind velocity! Take one large, slightly dim male malamute, a really windy day (definitely Force 7 on the Beaufort Scale of Malamute Walking – Tails and ears blow away, and a lovely side parting through the fur is plainly visible. From behind, windswept, exposed bum holes look like marrowbone roll biscuits ), and me standing too close behind when said dim dog pees. It’s testable, refutable and falsifiable through observation and empirical evidence (that evidence is all over my jodhpurs lol). Don’t try it at home, folks
I have a contract free day today – so far, so I really must get down to this sodding essay; only 1500 words to go! We went for an extra long and exciting walk today along the riverbank, where the polite rabbits live, so paws crossed that the beasts are extra sleepy. They certainly seem it so far! We watched the cormorants, herons and the gracefully elegant egrets catching their breakfast, while the swans – I think we saw both mute and bewick’s, but the mist was rolling in and it was hard to tell, rested on the opposite bank. So, now I have coffee, the dogs have sleepy snores, and I must find some appropriate words to form intelligent sentences – ho hum. Writing an article for an Irish magazine about the Cheltenham Festival yesterday was far more interesting!
Well, that was breezy! Both dogs have had a Doris Enema this morning, and whilst the view from behind wasn’t particularly pleasant, they seemed happy – strange beasts!