Self absorbed discourse on my ‘handle’:
The “immediate cause” was that I was exposed to rabies. And the idea of a Classics/Liberal Arts major who then went to seminary having rabies just cracked me up.
And I got rabies from one of my sheep, when I was running about 100 ewes, their boy friends, and babies.
Think about rabid sheep.
Now think about the Democrat National Convention.
heh heh
Rabid sheep bleat continually and are hypersexual
Remember college?
Thank you, you’ve been a wonderful audience.
I talked my vet into giving me a rabies vaccination tag which is still on my key chain.
And then, it is an almost 800 year old pun that
“Dominicanis” — Dominican, member of the Order of Preachers, founded by Dominic
can be broken up into
“Domini canis” — the Lord’s dog.
So I like to think of myself as the Lord’s Mad Dawg, and when one of my priest friends calls me “Dawg boy,” we both laugh - he’s a Dominican friar, and I’m a Lay Dominican.
If the jokes help people rejoice in the Lord, I will be happy to be the butt of the jokes. Rejoicing! (well, on my good days. ...)