Prague has a long history of defenestration -- hurling people from windows. It began in 1419 and may have continued as late as the mid-20th century, when a government minister hurtled from a window at Cerninsky palac. But the incident on which I wish to focus -- our window of opportunity for learning -- occurred on May 23, 1618.
The city was awash in sectarian strife. King Ferdinand refused to halt Catholic discrimination, and radical protestant preacher Vaclav Budova teamed with a soldier named Count Matthias Thurn in a plot against the king's two governors in Prague Castle. They recruited a team of protestants and stormed the castle's Bohemian Chancellery to confront the two men. But the conversation was brief. The protestants grabbed the men, along with an unlucky secretary, and threw them in fine Prague fashion out of a window.
But these three seemingly unfortunate men were in luck. Instead of plummeting to their deaths, they were saved. By what, you ask? A soft landing on a giant pile of dung.
The moral of the story, my esteemed flock, is this: The next time you see a canine "doing his business" in your yard, think twice before you utter a harsh word or cast a disapproving look. The product of that canine's efforts just may save your life.
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I only hope that said "business" does not accumulate so much on my lawn that it becomes an actual cushion.
Or that the dog that's big enough to leave that sort of cushion is on your bodyguard squad.
I will miss you greatly my master. Aine.
The ARF troops know how to eat, TransplantedOkie.
And I will miss my concubines, Aine. Keep the harem fires burning.
Now I understand why our doggie Ria leaves cushioning deposits in our yard.
Please see to it that when one defenestrates The Fuzzy Blue Satan, he lands on a clean, hard surface.
Ayatollah Mugsy,
I have nominated you, in all seriousness, with a "Thinking Blogger" ward over at my blog. By cracking me up you actually make me examine my own spirituality.
Let the Blue Satan wish for such a kind fate, Sarah O.
Bless you, my Puglet child. I am honored.
Thanks for the congrats and good wishes for my upcoming nuptials. Eagle and Ranger may get to wear little doggie tuxedos after all, at least I'm still petitioning for that.
Does the ARF Air Force need human pilots?
P.S. Have a GREAT time in Prague!
Thank you, Eagle and Ranger's mom. We do have positions for human pilots. Lower-paid, of course.
I think my parents' lone regret about their wedding (well, aside from my father's regret over not playing the song "Under My Thumb" at the reception) is that they did not have me accompany them down the aisle in a tuxedo.
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