According to several sources, today is the Feast Day of Saint Sithney.

The story goes that God asked Sithney to be the patron saint of girls seeking husbands, but Sithney said he would rather be the patron saint of mad dogs and get some rest.

(Supposedly, water from his well will cure rabid dogs and he is also the patron of people who fear water. There is St. Sithney parish down in Cornwall somewhere as well.)

I dunno if this is legitimate or not, but I think it’s pretty durn amusing. And I’ll keep it in mind when I see the Mothe’s fox-terrier when we arrive for vac this weekend. He’s not mad, but he is crazy.