I was the junior member by several years in our golf threesome this morning and was getting outplayed like crazy by my teammates who were 78 and 80 years old. While we waited to hit on the sixth tee the topic of conversation somehow turned to Alaska and the Iditarod, which I think starts today. My cartmate made the observation that dog #1 is the only one who ever gets a change of scenery.
It got funnier the more I thought about it. The rest of the dogs really have a crappy view don't they?
Life is like that. Mediocrity is being, say, the third dog.
-- Dalton "Yukon" Hammond