It is the superstitious Friday the 13th, Iv'e never felt ot was unlucky, unless you were a black cat. Not a good day for thoes dudes. I take a full moon more seriously, I think there is something to that. Actually Friday June 13, 1980 was a very memorial day for me. I was in the Air Force and that was the day I left for a 2 year tour of duty in England. That was a very eye-opening experience for me. I still rememember the first time I went to London. I was just a country boy from South Texas, and I remember getting off the tube and I was in London. We walked a few blocks and it just happened to be gay pride day in London. To quote a song "I saw things I ain't never seen before". :jawdrop: Actually it was very funny.

I have really enjoyed Teddy, he is very protective of me. Normally he very frighted by thunder, but since he has been here, whenever he hears thunder he charges the door barking and growling. Also, whenever anybody knocks on the door he does the same thing, a few times people that don't really know him refuse to come in. However most people here know him. In many ways I know what it would be like to be married to a celebitry. Every time I go to get pills, or go to the dinning room all everyone asks is "where's Teddy", or "how is Teddy doing" :violin:. He is a very special dog, to say the least.