I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend. (J.R.R.Tolkien, The Two Towers)

When I carry a gun, I don't do so because I am looking for a fight, but because I'm looking to be left alone. The gun at my side means that I cannot be forced, only persuaded. I don't carry it because I'm afraid, but because it enables me to be unafraid. It doesn't limit the actions of those who would interact with me through reason, only the actions of those who would do so by force.

Marko Kloos "Why the Gun is Civilization"

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Borrowed from... Xavier Thoughts...A Nurse With a Gun

The Poodle & the Leopard

A wealthy old lady decided to go on a photo safari in Africa , and took her faithful old poodle named Cuddles, along for the company. One day the geriatric poodle began chasing butterflies and before long, Cuddles discoverd that he was lost. Wandering about, he was alarmed to see a leopard stalking in his direction, licking his chops.

"Oh, oh! I'm in deep shit now!" thought the old poodle. Noticing some bones on the ground close by, he immediately settled down to chew on the bones with his back to the approaching cat. Just as the leopard was about to pounce, the old poodle exclaimed loudly, "Boy, that was one delicious leopard! I wonder if there are any more around here?"

Hearing this, the young leopard halted his attack in mid-strike, a look of terror came over him and he slinked away through the trees. "Whew!", said the leopard, "That was close! That old poodle nearly had me!"

Meanwhile, a monkey who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree, decided he could put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the leopard. So off he scurried, but the old poodle saw him heading after the leopard with great speed, and knew something must be up. The monkey soon caught up with the leopard, and spilled the beans. He quickly struck a deal for himself with the leopard.

The young leopard was furious at being made a fool of and said, "Here, monkey, hop on my back and see what's going to happen to that conniving canine! Now, the old poodle saw the leopard approaching with the monkey on his back and thought, "What am I going to do now?", but instead of running, the dog sat down with his back to his attackers, pretending he hasn't seen them. Just when they had crept close enough to pounce, the old poodle exclaimed "Where's that damn monkey? I sent him off an hour ago to bring me another leopard!"

Moral of the story...
Don't mess with old farts...age and treachery will always overcome youth and skill! Bullshit and brilliance only come with age and experience.

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At 12:20 PM, Blogger Madcap said...

Merry Christmas, Harold! Hope Santa brought you cookies!

At 1:07 PM, Blogger dragonfly183 said...

Harold. Could you email me at silver_maple_leaf@hotmail.com. I need to ask you something and I can't find your email address.

At 11:09 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mr. Stallard...you will never believe who found your blog!!

God Bless you and your very fun family.


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