BLACK  KNIGHTS  AND THE HOUNDS FROM HELL

Black Knights- A group of people put on the planet by forces unknown whose sole job is to do all the dirty stuff (assassinations, drowning kittens, shooting dogs -tax collection and working at the RTA*) so the rest of us can delude ourselves that we are "nice" people. Whilst these people diligently get rid of the unwanted the rest of us can make comments like " fancy doing that", "just what kind of a person could do that" "animals" "should be shot" etc etc etc. while we watch fascinated as the SOCOs  empty a disused bank vault in a small South Australian town of body parts of people whose only crime was that they were vulnerable. Thought to make up about 3-4 % of the population. Whilst loathed and despised by the "nice" people, are oblivious to shame because they are devoid of all feeling except anything that threatens them.. Next time you meet one say " sorry mate I know you are just doing your job"

These people have been with us since Medieval times- knights from the wrong side of the track who without a Lord, Squire and Page were forced to look after their own armour so painted it black so it wouldn't rust. The "nice Lords" busy saving damsels in distress and being other people's Champions under Norman "Trial by Battle" which basically was if you could kill some-one else in armed combat you were probably not guilty of sheep stealing,- needed a group of renegades to do their dirty work. Thus the value of the Black Knight. If you suspect you are a Black Knight you can go to a web site called Kingdomality and answer 10 easy questions, or  Google- Am I a Sociopath or Malignant Narcissist- the result is the same.

Are there Black Dogs- I suspect there are. I think Labradors come in black, only the white ones help blind people. Hounds of the Baskerville, The Hounds of Hell and Mr Mundane formerly of the Broken Hill greyhound circuit who would wait until he got into the catching pen and then find the smallest bitch and set upon her, could possibly be a candidate. He once made the fatal error of setting upon my Lady Blue Bear (couldn't find a small bitch so had to take on a big bitch and she gave him what for. Mr Mundane's owner (good bloke) said "stuff him he been begging for it for months") Devil formerly of the Casino greyhound track another very nasty bit of gear according to his eleven brothers and sisters.(fortunately for him fast and brilliant out of a box and adored by a former partner who felt him to be his soul mate.  King Cusack's ear ripping in the catching pen left him less than popular with the other runners. Aside from a couple of others most greyhounds are nice natured, good tempered dogs with hearts and souls.

THE HOUNDS FROM HELL WERE NOT AS FEROCIOUS AS EXPECTED -ALTHOUGH THE LIZARD THEY WERE WATCHING WAS PRETTY CONVINCED.  LEON (BRINDLE PUP ON LEFT)  IS NOT INTERESTED IN ANY LIZARD OF COURSE, HE KNOWS CHICKEN WINGS FROM COLES ( HIS FAVOURITE MEAL)  ARE COMING UP FOR BREKKIE,  HE JUST WANTS OUR NEIGHBOURS SON TO PICK HIM UP AGAIN. HIS SISTER (MISS EX) NEXT TO HIM WAS SHOWING THE RIGHT KIND OF ATTITUDE THOUGH.

* That comment is directed at Mr D (I have no manners and get my kicks bullying and confusing elderly pensioners and once made the fatal error of pissing of a chain smoking acid tongued viper) and Mr C (charisma bypass and I get my jollies bullying the women staff and Ms F (your son is the most annoying kid I have ever attempted to teach and I get my jollies confusing customers because I am so stupid I cannot calculate stamp duty). The rest of the people are "nice".

BORING HISTORICAL STUFF   - I was watching the ABC the other day and a former brilliant comedian of the Blackadder persuasion was hosting a pommie history show(very versatile man)  about digging up old stuff (which although I don't really like to admit it I really enjoy) and they found the skeleton of a man estimated to be at least 7 foot tall who had sustained at least 50 axe blows, one which had taken off the bottom half of his jaw and he had apparently lived for at least five years after this event (we are talking about one amazingly tough person) and a scene from Monty Python came to mind and I looked over at my brother Ray and we both said together " Black Knight", don't you just love em.                                 

Thank you to the anonymous brilliant person who thought of this, inspired me to adopt it with a greyhound theme. I hope you don't mind.

I was once forced to scratch my Leon who of course was a gentle nice dog who didn't do anything wrong, it was always the other dogs, because he had a box next to a Black Dog and my partner said "what are you f------mad?" and I said "you know I am, don't start pretending to be surprised after 8 years"