He had bought one of those high-priced, high-performance European models – it was sleek and sexy – he loved it.
And boy did he take care of it.
– he washed the outside.
– he vacuumed the insides.
– he serviced it regularly;
– changed the air filter to assist in breathing.
– changed the oil filter.
– used nothing but top grade oil.
– filled it up at the pumps with high octane fuel.
He checked all the little things;
– air pressure to reduce rolling friction
– lubrication of all moving parts
– levels of all fluids – including the windshield washer fluid – he
really wanted to see where he was going at all times.
He was very proud of this, his most prized possession.
He knew he had a winner – especially when he received all those
envious glances while driving through the check-out lane at the
She, had bought a cute, cuddly little designer dog – one that
would fit into the ultra modern apartment complex she had purchased.
Nothing was too good for it –
– it had it’s own bed, it’s own blankets – but it still slept in her bed.
– she groomed, clipped and pampered her pet.
– it ate only the best and choicest of dog foods.
– and if there wasn’t enough for weekly groceries, it wasn’t the dog
that went short.
And all her friends commented on how smart the pet was.
Yes, it’s sad but true – we take better care of ‘things’ than we do