Yes, another Early day eeek.... 6:10am I opened my eyes and sat bolt upright with the excitement of an adopted orphan on Christmas eve...

Why? Not sure... Today My friend Andy and I are going to take his Dog "Megan" to a kennel for problem Dogs.. as poor Megan is MAD..... as a Hatter......

She has the largest Vocabulary of sounds I ever heard from a Mutt's throat... its like some disembodied Spirit is trying to Talk to you, she squeals Like a Pig in a Slaughterhouse, Jumps up on the Coffie table, runs at the wall, does sumersaults if the door bell goes... when I go round to his Den of many wonders, he has an extensive collection of.... "every piece of cast off detritus the world has ever thrown away"

Artworks dark and obscure, Japanese Letters on Parchment all around the wall, Models of Planes and ships, Minature Motorbikes that a child could ride.. with real 50cc engines.. memoribilia of diverse origin and value, amidst this Utter Clutter, Sits Andy his Uncle Graham whom he looks after, who is an... a, ummm... er... a falling down Drunk alchoholic who sleeps in a 3 piece suit on the sofa, as he has nowhere else to go, as soon as he wakes,  (I know coz I saw it last Sat) he rumagges through the Labaryinths of the Sofa to find an almost Empty bottle of Whiskey... he leans over to turn on the TV, gets a Glass in his hand that hasnt been washed for months with greasy fingermarks all over it, and thats him for the day, every day...

Andy is very compassionate to people, and his kindness gets him into trouble a lot... he had another Dosser sleeping on the other sofa till recently, who stole from him made a terrible Mess, ate his food and stunk the place out, then went and Snitched on Andy for smoking Grass to the Cops...

Andy has been an (AA) member like me too... we are recovering AH's, unlike the aforementioned losers.. but being surrounded by Drunks is very tempting to drink again.... and he did start again, But I am constantly on his case like a DAD.. and Try to give daily support via the Phone and in person too, but it isnt always possible..

so Today we are getting Megan out of his face, as she drove everyone to shreds of tension ripping on a butchers knife... to the theshold of Insanity...

can you imagine that scene 3drunks and 1 mad dog.. and me the witness.... that makes 4 assholes and one crazy bitch... I helped him get rid of RAY the other drunk... we gave him a bottle of Vodka, then drove him to outer London and dumped him at a Psyciatric institution for homeless old Bums, one Drunk down just one Mad Dog to go.. so I did research into a humane outfit that would help the Dog, and Bingo... today we take her there at 10am...

You might think of me as a homewrecker or a Cuckoo indeed, niether.... I am trying to help my friend !! get his house and mind cleand up.. like a Surrogate nagging wife or a child begging for a new toy...

Grey & Andy are ok together coz Grey does Cook every night like a Little Mumma, so with Grey and me together each on Andys Other Shoulders, life is a little more tolerable....
for him..

and the reason everybody loves Andy, is because he has an abundance of Pathos with Sincerity, not to mention Generosity and real Human Kindness....
he is my Number one best Buddy...

I met him the day he came out of Prison... nobody wanted to know him, I took him in for a while and fed him, and he has never forgotten that day, and he tells everybody who hasnt met me before, that story... and then slaps me on the back...

you see because we identify with the life of a hapless Drunk who lost eveything he ever had, we see the same mistakes the other has made, and try to guide the other like a brother would do...

and it's good to have one decent friend in this life of backstabbers and scamsters...  Providence and fate brings people of a similar constitution and background together in a predisposition of "Shared Expieriance" which is the very foundation of any meaningful friendship, because when it comes to the real World.. Andy is the only friend I've got.. apart from those whom I love deeply at a great distance but will never meet, and never really know..

As they are made in the realms of faith and intuition beyond this earthly plane, the secret Dreams of a sleeping child, in a crib of heavenly Love...

Ho Hum... (sigh)
till then My Cyber Children, say hello if you read this..
xoxo

bye bye..

heres Andy... Pic