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Old 04-18-2013, 06:30 PM
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Originally Posted by Patty55 View Post
Yep, kind of sums up my feelings. I do feel that I can do as I wish as long as I follow the rules. Prior to living here I made more of an effort to being considerate, now... NOT SO MUCH.

I find it impossible to be considerate of others because everyone has a complaint about something. Dogs outside? Smoking in the outside smoking section? Birds eating peanuts?

I've got a handful of things that I find offensive... I can't tolerate loud, crude and common people. I'm also bothered by stupid people. Do I wander the town square with an IQ Test (usually don't have to, it's apparent), no, I just remove myself from the situation.

Let's try to keep our eyes on the big picture, kiddies. We're living in a beautiful community with generally law-abiding people. The dogs here are well-bred, well groomed, on a leash. They are not a pack of renegade mutts tearing through the community (can't say the same for the children).

If you all feel so strongly about this issue, change the rules, but be careful. Remember that in life when you make a choice you must accept the consequences.
For some reason, this post reminded me of one of my favorite poems. I can't wait to move to TV and bring my big, happy, black lab to happy hours on the patio.

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.

I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other peoples' gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickles for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
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