Black and White Colobus Monkey
I’m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
But my legs ain’t bowed and my cheeks ain’t tan
I’m a cowboy who never saw a cow
Never roped a steer cause I don’t know how
Sure ain’t a fixin to start in now
Yippie yi yo kayah
This is a photo of my mother with her two brothers dressed as a cowgirl. The photo was probably taken in 1948 when my mom was about two years-old. Everyone loves dressing as a cowboy/girl, whether your a human or a bird.
I don’t know anyone who enjoys going to the dentist. You have to sit there, wearing a paper bib, with a person’s hand in your mouth. If left unchecked, I find myself holding on to the the armrests for dear life. It’s an effort to relax and let the dental hygienist do her thing while remaining composed. Again–you have a person’s hand in your mouth.
I think about this when I’m fishing with my dad and brother. Especially when we catch Sheepshead. It’s startling to see their mouths: full of human-looking teeth. No, I don’t mean their teeth look like tiny humans. They look like human teeth. Behold…
Imagine having to do a bi-annual cleaning in that mouth.