"Greed is a fat demon with a small mouth and whatever you feed it is never enough."- Janwillem van de Wetering
This is a familiar site at our house.
Our dog, Winston, with his nose covered in mud. It happens on those rainy days when he attempts to cover his food bowl to protect what he values from intruders.
Winston may be our special needs dog, but in truth he has some justification I suppose to covet his kibble.
There are intruders lurking in the dark.
I had a conversation this afternoon with my television counterpart. She and I have been tasked with finding ways to integrate our news operations yet I continually find myself bouncing off the familiar obstacle of obstinance. She expresses concerns that I have heard repeatedly over the past 11 months since the TV station came into the fold. All of it is couched in journalistic obfuscation but in truth it too boils down to a reluctance to share.
That little possum in our backyard can eat all the dog food he wants and Winston will still be well fed. I'll never be able to convince Winston of that though.
Hopefully I'll have better success on the work front.
Then again, maybe I'm just being anthropomorphic.
