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A Smart Aleck is just someone just too clever for their own good. During the 1840s in New York City a conman had his wife posing as a prostitute and between them they would rob their customers, knowing few men would report the crime to the police. However sometimes they were caught and escaped prosecution by bribing the officer involved. But then he tried to be too clever by cutting the police out of the deal, because of their previous police corruption, and not wanting to expose themselves. But he was wrong and found himself in jail.

A Calamity Jane is a young woman who gets herself into all sorts of trouble without meaning too. The original Jane was born in Deadwood South Dakota USA 1852. She dressed like a cowboy, and behaved like a cowboy, and her husband's were surprisingly unlucky as 11 out of 12 died in suspicious circumstances. She famously threatened "calamity" to any man who offended her in the slightest way.

To be blessed with the gift of Blarney means a person able to talk their way into another's affection, or out of trouble with ease. Apparently in1602 the English army besieged Blarney Castle in Southern Ireland, and was ordered to surrender. After many excuses and much prevarication the siege failed, and the. monarch of the time give in to his charm, and famously exclaimed "That's more Blarney talk". The legend is that if a visitor should kiss a particular stone at Blarney Castle, they too will be blessed with the gift of the gab.

A Maverick is an unorthodox individual who is independent minded and often innovative. Samuel Maverick 1803-70 was a cattle rancher in Texas that didn't brand his cattle, which no one else dared to do, and then claimed unbranded cattle has is own, which everyone agreed must be his. He became so well known his name was used to describe a politician who refused to affiliate themselves with a particular cause, and been used for wider applications since.

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I got emotional when I watched a TV show called "Time of death", it follows the last days or months of someone who's terminal. I got emotional as the mom gave her speech in which she expressed how horrible it was to see her son rapidly deteriorate from cancer, and fade away.

It also made me think about my childhood dog, Katie. She ended up getting sicker and sicker as her pancreas started shutting down and she could hardly walk down the stairs. She was my dog from 2007-2020. As previously mentioned, I never fit in, anywhere, Katie was my everything.

I was closer to her than most people are with their siblings, I hated being away from her, and she always howled, cried out and desperately lunged at me every time I left for school. She'd wait by the window for me, jump up, wagging her tail, and as I come in, there was a love seat by the door She'd run up, stand on, and lick me. She'd put her two paws on my shoulders to do it.

When I had surgery and was in the hospital, she refused to leave my room, even to use the bathroom and when I came back, she always cuddled so close to me and I'd always hold her close. Seeing her condition worsen and her strength fade was so hard. I'd have to carry her up and down the stairs, she'd be scared to try to walk down them.

Then I'd have to bring food up to her, her worry and sorrow always on her face as I desperately tried to comfort her. Then the day came, I remember how even in her last moments, she looked up and licked me as i told her how much I loved her, and how I'd never forget her.

I see now that although I have dogs now and love them, Katie's death burned the deepest hole in my heart.

I'm not ashamed to admit that my eyes are quite wet as I write this, and I sobbed as I looked at this photo taken days before her death. Seeing her nose, her eyes, I really loved her. To Katie, I will always remember you, thank you for loving me, thank you for staying with me, and thank you for being my dog❤️