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Ain’t our weather just being a pussy cat??
This was a status on Facebook that made me chuckle so I thought someone else might enjoy it —
“If it works for BP, can we “top kill” Palin’s pie hole?”
Oh, WOW! Where’s the LIKE button, I wanna click the LIKE button for this one!!!!
This is a short read – well worth it. Nominally, it is about sports, but the true meaning of the story touches on something that is lacking in our society today – the more fortunate helping those who aren’t quite as fortunate.
“For love of the game” – Rick Reilly – ESPN
This is the way it is supposed to be.
Damn. I hate to cry in the morning. 🙂
Thank you Will! I will never get tired of reading about the goodness of mankind. Did you notice how one good deed led to another and another — a “Pay It Forward” scenario.
…the least of these…
That’s how life should be lived. I needed the reminder, and thank you!
Thanks for the link.
These stories help me maintain my faith in humanity, especially when they involve young people stepping up and doing the ‘right thing.’
I had one of those parent moments when the adult child admits that you are right most of the time.
Without the details, my oldest was sending me things that there was no harm but could have been grounds for firing.
I finally advised him to stop since he could be fired for doing it.
He responded that “he knew and not to tell anyone that happen to work for that company.
He had just been impressed by it!”
Then he later asked, “How did you know I could have been fired?”.
My response: “ I am Dad and know almost everything!”.
His response was: “Yeah as scary as it can be that is pretty much a true statement!”
Most children by the time they are around 25 realize that their parent is not the stupidest person in the world.
Mine it took to being 28 too admit it!
Isn’t that a gratifying moment? We have two grown children – and thank God they are both past that moment and both are on their own and with their own families.
Ah, a sticky wicket………………………………
My family and I are stray magnets and rescue fanatics. Between my daughter’s family and I, we have four dogs and eight cats, all are either former strays or rescue animals. I think my daughter’s fish are even strays.
Now, she has two more stray dogs to deal with and that is just too much.
Unfortunately, if the go the the Humane Society, both will be put down, so we are going to try to find a home for them. They play very well together, as if they were litter mates, so it would be nice if they could go as a package.
“Copper” – a five month old pit/yellow lab male, very playful and non-aggressive, does well with children and cats.
“Sheba” – a four month old black lab female, very playful, also and also does well with children and cats, but a little “food bowl aggression.”
Copper is unadoptable due to the pit side and Sheba is the same because of the food bowl issues.
Neither dog has a chip, neither has been neutered.
If you or someone you know is interested in this pair, you know where to find me.
Because I spoil them badly, I have more pets than I can keep up with.
I’m a sucker.
I wanted to see the new facility Wichita built on the east side just off K-96 but I can’t find anyone willing to tie a heavy rope around my waist and wait in the parking lot ready to pull me out forcefully after an agreed amount of time has passed.
OK speaking of pets and yes we are cat lovers, here is a interesting occurrence that is happening.
Mom cat had two kittens that survived and one was a female.
Then she got preggy again before we could get her fixed.
So this time and about six weeks ago she had three.
So mommy cat is still in mother mod when her daughter had six last night!
So now there is two mother moded female cats in the house.
Along with three kittens about six weeks old and six that are very small.
Older mommy still in mother mod tried to take over the six when younger mom in mother mode tried to take over the three.
THIS MORNING it got even odder! Older has been every chance tried to move the newborns.
While younger has been not only chasing down the older kittens but actually tried to carry mom’s dog under the furniture where the newborns are!
Imagine a three pound cat trying to pick up and carry a twenty five pound dog!
Then it got to be a race, Older carrying the newborns to a different location and younger following to carry them back to where she wanted them. Meanwhile neither has figured out exactly where to put them.
So it is important to watch where any of us step as some times they are just dropping them in the middle of the floor or walk-ways.
LOL I am kind of hoping younger tried to put up the dog again it was a laugh!
Too smart, that’s the funniest thing I’ve heard all day! Thanks for the laugh!
I had two identical tuxedo barn cats a few years ago. They had litters of six each, all little identical tuxedo cats. They fought over who’s kittens were who’s, and moved them around the farm in batches. Hell, every day I was in the garden I’d see both Mamas scurry by with kitties. Back and forth, back and forth.
Finally? They raised them all together as one GIANT litter of 12.
It was the cutest thing when they brought them out of the barn to play, all in a pride of felines. There was just a herd of idential blank and white babies on their “porch” in front of the barn.
They are all gone now, but I’ll never forget the commune of cats.
OK, who ordered the rain?
And who said – supersize it?
It has to be Karma the majority of any litter is female and the hardest ones to find a home for.
So at one point we ended up with three mother cats and over fourteen kittens.
I am too tender hearted so the job of taking animals to the pound falls to my wife.
( In a way I think also she is the more mature about things too!)
Anyway after several weeks of trying to find homes she decided it was time for the trip to the pound.
She is more mature and practical but not heartless so it was not a happy trip.
AND TO MAKE IT WORSE…. while on the highway and doing sixty five one of the mother managed to get out of the box.
A windows was just down enough that she was able to climb out it!
My wife did not even look back… she did not want to see the outcome.
It has haunted her ever since….
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