Wrinkly Bits
A Blog by Gail Cushman
We were watching a little TV last night and somehow, I managed to wrestle the remote control from the Cowboy. Wrestling with him is always fun and this time I won! I started flipping through channels, channel surfing some say, looking for something with a good story line, intellectually challenging, but not too much, mostly non-violent, and a show we had not seen before. Well, you probably know how much of a challenge it was. I was striking out big time, but didn’t want to surrender the remote. I have a stash of recorded shows and was about to watch one of those oldies but goodies. Even though I might have seen it a dozen or more times, something with Tom Selleck or Harrison Ford is always good. And there is always Gone with the Wind or Lonesome Dove.
I was about to give up, when I ran across a show on Direct TV (channel 562) called Relaxation. Cody jumped up on my lap with an “Aarf” and glued his eyes to the lovely pictures of ocean waves, trees swaying in the breeze and streams rippling through the forest. Peaceful. I thought this was terrific. A couple more tree sways and Cody fell asleep on my lap. “Cowboy, look at this: Peace.”
Cowboy had been reading his phone (doesn’t that sound weird?) and looked up and asked, “Why are you watching the Dog Channel? We could be watching the Texas Chainsaw Massacre that’s on the scary movie channel tonight.”
“I don’t think so,” I said. “I’ve heard of, but never viewed the Texas Chainsaw Massacre and didn’t know the Dog Channel existed, but Relaxation seemed to be a hit show, for dogs. It runs in one-hour segments all day and all night. The show description says, ‘It soothes the dog, keeps him calm with soothing sounds and visuals.’ Isn’t that something? I didn’t know there was a TV channel just for dogs. I always heard that dogs didn’t watch TV. I knew Montana had some serious quirkiness, but Dog TV? How about Cat TV or Cow TV? Or even Horse TV. They need soothing, too, don’t they? And who knows anything about cats, they live in their own world, but I’ve seen nervous cows and horses before. Remember those bulls we saw a few months ago.” I knew I was rattling inanely, but didn’t slow down.
The Cowboy said, “Well, look at Cody. He’s asleep and seems relaxed and comfortable. It worked for him; I think I’ll give it a go.” He closed his eyes and two minutes later, the Cowboy was sawing logs, too.
I continued talking to myself. “The description also said, not for the intellectually curious.” That would be Cody. But what about Cowboy Bob?
