Joyanna Adams

Nobody's Opinion

Mr. B.— Angel First Class

Nobody Cares:

It’s Friday:

I read the headlines, but I don’t care:

I don’t care about Hillary’s breaking the law with her email server as she has done so many times in her life. I care that she is not in angel

I don’t care that she wants to be like Angela Merkel of Germany. I care that she wants to be another big socialist who dictates to her nation how to act. Merkel is trying to get Facebook, Twitter and Google to block people who criticize Muslims. Hillary would LOVE to get those companies to block whatever and whomever she feels “bullies” here, and it would start with every conservative that is left.

I don’t care that over a 100  German woman were raped by Muslims in Germany last New Year’s Eve—I care that the people of Germany don’t stand up to their government and do something about it.

I don’t care that they caught El Chapo. I care that they lost him in the first place.

I don’t care that Obama is going after our guns. I care that he keeps spreading the lie that he doesn’t want every gun. He might was well say, “If you like your gun, you can keep your gun.”

I don’t care about the stock market. I care that the average person has no clue how the banks control the economy of the world, to keep themselves rich. I care that when some FOX economic babe threatens Americans with “Don’t elect TRUMP, because you’re prices at Wal-Mart will go up!” can’t be made to shop at Wal-Mart herself.

I don’t care tonight about any of the scumbags running our country tonight.

Tonight I care about Mr. B.

Mr. B was Pattie’s dog. Big guy. Gentle giant. Big brown eyes. Big tan coat.  A  big mongrel mutt that just wanted to be feed and loved. She told me today she put him to sleep because he couldn’t walk anymore.

No, he wasn’t MY dog. But, I loved Mr. B more than any of my neighbors, and certainly more than most of the people that I see on my TV every day. I didn’t see him often enough, but he was one of the highlights of my nobody life. Always at the door for me to pet…to talk to…to just adore.

I will miss you Mr. B. You were too good for this world. And that’s why tonight…

I don’t give a damn about any of it.

Tomorrow…I will. But not tonight. Tonight…I will just…try not to cry too much. Because damn it…

Dogs are the best. If people could only be so good, we’d have a better world.

January 8, 2016 - Posted by | Life |


  1. Joyanna -Let me clarify a bit; I lived with my older daughter and son-in-law during that time; the four kids were theirs (four of my grand kids). The four have grown and left home and two of them gifted me with my two latest great granddaughters, Trinity Ivy (twenty-eight months) and Sadie Marie (now nine months old)! I sent pictures a couple months ago and hope I included you??


    Comment by madmemere | January 16, 2016 | Reply

  2. Joyanna -Heartfelt sympathy to you and Patti, over the loss of Mr. B. Most of us can empathize, because we’ve shared the same pain before. Our family had a wonderful Standard Poodle, named Jewel, for fourteen years; she grew up with our four kids and thought she was, actually, one of them. When we lost her, it was exactly like “losing one of our kids”!


    Comment by madmemere | January 15, 2016 | Reply

    • Yes…they ARE like kids. We have two…an American Eskimo named Zippy… and a American Eskimo/Pom mix name KOKO. . ….and we spoil them rotten! Jewel is a pretty name. Four kids! That’s fantastic mom! As for Pattie, I’m trying to get her adopt another pup. We’ll see.


      Comment by Joyanna Adams | January 16, 2016 | Reply

  3. My condolences to Patti. Losing a best friend, a member of the family, is awful. R.I.P Mr B. 😦


    Comment by Amfortas | January 9, 2016 | Reply

  4. I feel your pain, Joy. Putting a dog down is one of the worst experiences one can have. It’s like losing a close friend by your own hand. Every day when I drive home down our country road, our four dogs run out to meet me with tails wagging and big grins on their faces. When I see that, I know all is right with the world. Will Rogers once said: “If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.” My wife and I both agree: “The more we get to know people, the more we like our dogs”.


    Comment by snopercod | January 8, 2016 | Reply

    • Thanks snopercod! You have FOUR dogs…wow. You truly are blessed! 🙂


      Comment by Joyanna Adams | January 8, 2016 | Reply

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