We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
So what does that combination leave you with? A dug, a dock, a ducnine, a muck (think about it), a duct, a dutt? No! It leaves you with duck that walks like John Wayne, and a dog that wants a cigarette.
Man, I've got to have one of the birddog hounds, but I want one with a dog face and wings.
I lifted a picture of something similar [maybe from Theo] a while back, but I don't have a website for posting here. Oh well.
I'll train it to fly up and blend in with the flock, and look for a juicy one to invite [as in grab it by the neck] back for lunch. I've got LOTS of big plans for this one, MWAH-hah-hah. Name it Bill, if it's a boybirddog, or Hillary, otherwise.