Truthful Thursday?

thankfulSo, I’m hanging out today. Just thinking. “Pondering” (as my friend Oban says).

And here’s what I’m pondering about. Is it lying to not tell the whole truth? Only part of the truth?

I was having my hairs groomed earlier this week and listening to my Godmother Carol and my peep talk. It went like this:

“Oh boy, I just love that video of Stuart yipping at the critter! I laughed myself silly!”

“Yeah, that’s a good one isn’t it?”

“I couldn’t figure out who shot that little movie because Stuart just tore up that columbine plant! And y’all care so much for your plants! I couldn’t imagine which one of you would let Stuart do that!”

“Yeah, uh, it was me. I shot it. I figured it was just a volunteer plant, not in the limelight with all the carefully planted ones, and Stuart was so frustrated with those critters, I just couldn’t be mad at him.”

“Well, he certainly tore it up.”

“Yeah, and the other day I saw him digging a big ‘ole hole between two bushes out in the yard.”

“What’d the daddy peep say about that?”

“Well, uh, when He asked about all the dirt on his nose and face and tongue, I said, ‘wow! look at that!'”

“What’d He say when you told Him about Stuart’s hole?”

“Well, uh, I just said he’d been out in the side yard.”

“So, you didn’t tell him about the hole.”

“Nope. I didn’t. I figured it didn’t hurt anything and a mole had already dug a little hole there anyway and all Stuart did was make it bigger. No biggie.”

“Wow. So you lied.”

“No, I just didn’t tell the whole truth.”

So I ask you, my court of public opinion, was that lying? Or does non-disclosure not count?

Huuummm……I’ll be pondering that for a while today. (While I give the peep a high five for keeping my secrets! WOOOOOOT!!! )

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Winston welcomes you to The Scottie Chronicles - a blog that began in 2009 as a voice for Stuart, a more than memorable black, brindle and white Scottish Terrier who captured hearts around the world. Stuart passed suddenly in December 2015 from cardiac hemangiosarcoma, a nasty cancer that took him far too early. If you love Scotties, please follow along. Arroooo!
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11 Responses to Truthful Thursday?

  1. Thats a very “pondering” head shot of you Stu …. I wouldn’t worry about holes n stuff. If the ‘main’ Peep ain’t worried, why should you be. Be economical. It’s all the rage today. So being ‘economical’ with the truth fits in well.

  2. Lee says:

    I am not going to touch on this conversation with a ten foot pole. I know nothing. saw nothing heard nothing! What was the question?
    Sweet William The Scot

  3. Kyla says:

    All I know is the following” “This sentence is a lie”.

  4. Bella, Roxy & Macdui says:

    Just don’t dig holes in the middle of the garden….

  5. Lucy & Mac says:

    wow…you are a ‘gardner’ !!! You dig ’em some holes and peeps stick plants in ’em !!!
    ^.^ ^.^

  6. Carol Bogerd says:

    It is certainely something to ponder about. Dogs are so cute they always get away with being naughty. My dogs were always sitting on the furniture at my parents house despite the fact they were always told not to. As soon as they heard us come they jumped off and looked innocent; however the fur tells the tale. Oh well, dogs will be dogs.
    Love your blog Stuart.

  7. theguster says:

    Me and the peep think your godmother was making much ado about nothing! Goodness, it was a plant! Dogs dig, bark and chase critters! Geesh! After all, it’s only natural that you have the ‘scottitude’ that you displayed in the video – it’s in a scottie’s DNA.

    Hey, maybe you can use scottitude in your updated blogtionary. Definition: The special feeling scotties possess about themselves, knowing they are fearless, robust, defenders of all things near and dear to them.

    McDuff & Mom

  8. corkscot says:

    Technically it is a lie by omission. I would not stress about it. Your mom has your back and that is all that counts.

  9. Duffy, Andrew & Elsa says:

    ter – ri – er: noun: any of various usually small energetic dogs originally used by hunters to dig for small game and engage the quarry underground or drive it out. Ye can’t be lyin’ if yur just doin’ yur job! Love you Stuart!

  10. I wouldn’t worry bout it dude.

  11. gentlestitches says:

    just handling the truth a little “carelessly” 😀

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