Dogs are incredibly likeable creatures
with many commendable features.
They sniff and they lick
and rarely get sick
whether named Freddie or Duffy or Peaches.
Day 3 of honoring Rick’s birthday season(birthday season rules)
When Rick and I were growing up (childhood pictures of Rick & me) my favorite fun game was to make him get on all fours on the floor while I would stand over him squeezing his neck between my ankles and rock back and forth. Mom just didn’t understand how much fun it was and would yell at me, “Stop!!! You’re going to break his neck!”
I never broke his neck but . . .
. . . Wick’s* wittle brain wrattling around in his head may be the reason for some of his “amusingly eccentric” attempts to heal childhood trauma. Cases in point:
Rick as a Clown, trying to prove he doesn’t have brain damage and is a fun guy.
Rick as a Headless Horseman (flashback of our head rocking game) and Sheila trying to pretend it’s ok he has no head.
Rick, as a pirate – expressing pent-up hostility from childhood trauma, arrrgh
All I can say is it’s a good thing I’m a psychotherapist . . . he needs my help.