MLK Day
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
– Martin Luther King
I’m the type who likes just about every human I’ve ever met, even some of the perps and gangbangers.
From To Fetch A Thief
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9:06 am on January 17th, 2011
Good morning, y’all! Last to post last night and first to post this morning. Isn’t life grand?!
9:14 am on January 17th, 2011
Good morning Kirby. Ha ha.
9:26 am on January 17th, 2011
Morning, Mollypop! I just got back from the kitchen. Mom’s being lazy this morning since she doesn’t have to work today. She just made her breakfast and I was waiting to see if she dropped anything — no luck. I guess I’ll have to wait until lunch!
9:26 am on January 17th, 2011
Life is grand!
Good morning!
9:29 am on January 17th, 2011
Mom is jealous because she has to work today. What’s up with that?
Grump.
9:37 am on January 17th, 2011
Good morning, Wolfie! Dad has to work, too, so he was pretty grumpy this morning. Adding to that, he finished grading some papers this morning, and all the comments he made on their rough drafts were pretty much ignored when they did their final versions. If the teacher — the one who’s going to be giving you the final grade! — makes a suggestion on how to improve your paper, why wouldn’t you pay attention?
The good news is that he just has to get through the next few months, and he’ll have the whole summer off to recuperate!
9:44 am on January 17th, 2011
Good morning all. We think that Chet is on the right track. Never met a member of the nation within a nation that didn’t like us cuz of the color of our fur. So we try to live our life that way too. Both of us were treated pretty bad by humans, but that was cuz they were inhuman humans, not cuz of the color of their skin. And we like anyone of any color at all if they have cookies in their pockets.
10:05 am on January 17th, 2011
T&G: Good morning! Just make sure you don’t eat too many of those cookies or your tummies will be dragging!!!
10:12 am on January 17th, 2011
Hi Cousin Kirby – Heaven Forbid!
10:19 am on January 17th, 2011
Good morning all. Happy MLK day.
10:24 am on January 17th, 2011
We saw a video that is making the rounds on emails, featuring a herd of white deer in upper Wisc. or Michigan. The albino deer have been there for a long time and it is illegal to shoot them. Some beautiful photography has been done and a book written about the herd. The deer are in a mixed herd and sometimes a doe will have a white fawn and a brown fawn the same spring. None of the deer treat each other any differently. Maybe we could learn a lesson (or many) from Mother Nature. Celebrate MLK Day.
10:26 am on January 17th, 2011
Good Morning ALL!
Dan is still coming home tomorrow. I am going to stay downstairs until Thursday . . . The stairs are still a problem.
Did my exercises for the day! Now I need ice.
10:32 am on January 17th, 2011
Chet: I totally agree with you. Some people are dog people and they come in all sizes and shapes and job descriptions (your perps and gang bangers and professors and care people and teachers and gov workers, and mothers and fathers and . . .).
I am glad that the Nation within the Nation here on your blog and out in the “real” world found their forever homes with good people. I hope that those member of the Nation within Nation that do not have homes with good people, find those people.
10:50 am on January 17th, 2011
Good morning, Bee! I have a question for you. Yesterday Mom heard about a friend’s daughter, who is in college majoring in education. Near the end of last semester, they got word that the girl’s grandmother, who had been ill, was nearing the end. The family went to her — out of state — and the grandmother died a few days later. The girl had barely gotten back to school when they learned that her grandfather died. Another trip out of state. By the time everything was over, the girl ended up missing two tests in one class — she had a B-plus before that. The prof flunked her for the semester. She appealed and was given an incomplete — all she has to do is take those two tests. Meanwhile, she was supposed to do her student teaching this semester, but because she has an incomplete in that one class, the school of education says she hasn’t qualified. They don’t offer student teaching again until spring semester of 2012! She has talked to everyone up to the dean of the college — the only one left is the president of the university! They all tell her that they’re very sorry, but if they allow her to student teach this semester, they would have to let “everyone else” do the same thing. How many other students do you supposed lost two grandparents in two weeks at the end of the semester? Is this just the way universities operate? Is there no room for empathy and “bending the rules” for students who are trying their best to cope with whatever life throws at them?
11:13 am on January 17th, 2011
OK, y’all. Mom says she had to leave now — she’s finally going to buy all the closet stuff, and she’s taking my boy with her so he can help her carry the heavy things. That means they’re turning off the computer. 🙁 Who knows how long it will take her to run all her errands — there’s stuff at more than one store!
BBL. Sigh!
11:14 am on January 17th, 2011
Sniff!… Two grandparents in two weeks….snuffle!…That’s really bad news. Not to mention all the other crapola that girl is dealing with….snuff!… I think I can answer your question Kirby. “No!”…grump!
11:19 am on January 17th, 2011
Globes!… I’m still talking about the Golden Globes just because I know none of you care a diddly squat…heh!… Here is part of a blurb about De Niro’s speech last night that I thought was right on the money…snort!
“Robert De Niro, while he’s done his share of comedy over the years, both intentional (Meet the Parents, Analyze This) and unintentional (The Fan), isn’t exactly known for being a talkative guy in real life. In fact, most civilians find him pretty intimidating. But tonight, in accepting the Cecil B. DeMille Award for career achievement, he combined the best of both worlds. The actors’ actor was very funny, and we’re pretty sure he was issuing mortal threats to everyone in the room at the same time.”…heh!
11:23 am on January 17th, 2011
Black dogs in shelters are the last to get adopted. This is a known fact, but no one is sure why. Guesses have been made that it is because black dogs are harder to see and photograph. I am posting this because if someone, somewhere is interested in adopting a shelter dog, they might want to consider a black dog. Shelter workers are trying to improve this situation.
11:28 am on January 17th, 2011
Rio, I don’t give a diddly about the Golden Globes, but I enjoy reading your comments.
11:36 am on January 17th, 2011
Kirby: Could your girl take those two tests now? If so, she could get rid of the incomplete.
Does her college or university have a provost? That would be the person next in line to appeal to if so. You could also hire an attorney and have a letter sent to the college asking for an explanation. (Colleges/universities don’t usually want to go to the expense of litigation.) If she gives you permission (there are student privacy laws that the school is obligated to honor)in writing, you or her father could ask for an explanation as well.
I hope everything works out for her.
11:36 am on January 17th, 2011
Take it from me, black is beautiful for a dog. They are hard to photograph tho, & Mom says I just seem to materialize behind her when she is in the kitchen cooking.
Rio: I do watch the Oscars. When are they?
11:41 am on January 17th, 2011
Rio: Is there somewhere that we can find DeNiro’s speech online?
11:42 am on January 17th, 2011
SiberH!…. Just so you know, we will be starting to read The Fan today… snort!… Her an I are having Baseball withdrawals although the football playoffs and upcoming Superbowl are helping to ease the pain a little bit….groan!
11:45 am on January 17th, 2011
Bee has some good suggestions for Kirby’s girl. Don’t let them buffalo you.
About the black dogs, Barb thought she read somewhere that people are more afraid of black dogs. Does that sound right?
11:46 am on January 17th, 2011
Stover!… I’m sure it is out there somewhere. But I don’t have the ambition to go find it for you…heh! … Here’s a question for you, is it “her and I” or ‘her an I”….snort!
11:58 am on January 17th, 2011
Barb, That makes sense to me. I would imagine that the black dog thing about being slow to be adopted doesn’t apply to purebreds like poodles and labs. Mom has never seen a Newf in a shelter and up for adoption in this state. I don’t think we have that many Newfs here.
11:59 am on January 17th, 2011
Having a houseful of black dogs, I’m not sure why anyone would be afraid of them. Zoë’s first shelter dog after retirement was black. A Newf and Lab mix. Looked like a large Lab. My shelter dog was mostly black with brown markings.
Interesting . . .
Sounds like Kirby T’s mom’s friend’s daughters in a “Catch 22”. AWFULL place to be. I think B. Stover’s ideas are great.
A friend of mine called from a store because she was so angry. When I listened to the reason, I told her to go in a mention “Bait and Switch”. Totally illegal here in MA. She did and through perseverance got what they had promised.
Unfortunately, it appears that TPTB are having problems in Kirby “t’s MFD’s school with empathy, and red tape. Idiots.
I say she goes for it. Be an Alpha Bitch!
12:05 pm on January 17th, 2011
Rio, You gave me a good idea. We will read the fan again. I am trying to be interested in football, but, drat, the Patriots didn’t win.
12:13 pm on January 17th, 2011
SiberH!…Great that way maybe you will remember the story so if I comment on it you will know what I am referring to…snort!
12:14 pm on January 17th, 2011
Kirby T.: Did some research. What your M’sF’sD doesn’t need is more stress. Unfortunately, this teacher and the school itself is adding to her level of stress already high from losing two grandparents in such a short time.
This is not good for her health.
My suggestion: Find out if there is a Counseling support system there at the college. If she talks to someone there, they could suggest an advocate. I think that is what she needs. Someone who will help her through this, and lessening some of her stress.
Take it from me. Stress is a killer.
12:15 pm on January 17th, 2011
Melanie, I have never told you this before, but my folks favorite BIG dog has always been Newfs. They have never had one and will probably will never have because this climate would be worse on a Newf than a Husky…think loads of sunshine on a black dog and no water to be found to play in. They even have a name picked out for the fantasy male Newf…Nelson, after Lord Admiral Nelson of the Royal Navy.
12:16 pm on January 17th, 2011
My thoughts exactly, Rio
12:31 pm on January 17th, 2011
Rio: It’s “she and I.” (You need the subjective case and “her” is the objective case. In other words, you need the subject form of the pronoun because you are referring to the two of you as the subjects of the sentence and not the object form because you are not referring to the two of you as the direct objects of the sentence.)
12:33 pm on January 17th, 2011
Rio: Also–you need “and” because it’s a conjunction and your using two subjects. “An” is an article.
12:44 pm on January 17th, 2011
Melanie, I know if seems odd, about the color, because Barb is not afraid of dogs at all, but I believe that is right about the fear thing.
Funny story: Barb was out driving around on a country road a few years ago, when she was still an insurance agent, and here came these 2 Dobermans-one big black male and a red female, trotting down the middle of the road. She is an incurrable dog rescuer, so she pulled over and called the dogs to her. The big male approached first, and she said, “Good boy, SIT!” And so he did. The female would not come up, but stood 10-20 feet away. She used her cell, and called the police. It turned out that they belonged to someone 2-3 miles away, and they were dog- sitting the female. Very glad to have them back. While she was standing there road side with these 2 dogs, a pickup truck with some big burly construction guys drove by. The driver rolled down his window and said “Lady, don’t you know those dogs can kill you”. She just laughed and kept holding the dog.
12:49 pm on January 17th, 2011
Guys!…Listen to this. My friend works with a young gal who was lamenting the fact that she didn’t like the book she was reading. She had tried reading it twice and just couldn’t get past the first few pages. …snort!… My friend loaned her copy of The Tutor last Friday afternoon….sniff!… Today that girl told my friend she had finished The Tutor in one weekend….heh!… Then she asked about borrowing Their Wildest Dreams and my friend asked if she had a soft spot for Kats or any objections to duct tape and chainsaws….snort!… Apparently not because my friend is going to lend her that one tomorrow…heh! ….Just goes to show that our Charming Mr. Abrahams is the absolute very best …grunt!
12:52 pm on January 17th, 2011
Barb: I love Dobermans. Good story.
12:57 pm on January 17th, 2011
Barb is heading out in the middle of a snow storm/blizzard. She said something about going to work. If you ask me, this is a good day to stay home and read a book, or nap.
Bee, you used to have a Dobbie didn’t you?
12:58 pm on January 17th, 2011
Stover!….Thank you very much. That makes perfect sense now…grunt!
1:02 pm on January 17th, 2011
On Facebook today Chet/Spence wrote:
“Bernie went 0 for 4 on his NFL playoff picks. Not so easy to do, he says.”
I replied that I hoped there was no money involved and Chet/Spence wrote:
“Right now we’re on our way to Mr. Singh’s with Bernie’s grandfather’s watch, our most valuable possession.”
1:04 pm on January 17th, 2011
Barb: Yes, I had a red and tan male named Brandy. He was a wonderful dog.
1:05 pm on January 17th, 2011
Rio: You’re very welcome!
1:05 pm on January 17th, 2011
Oh No!! I still think Bernie could sell those Hawaiian pants in L.A.
1:07 pm on January 17th, 2011
Bernie!… Oh, how funny!…snort!… Picking 0 for 4 is amazingly bad…heh!….Like I said before, I hope he keeps his ‘picks’ to himself next weekend!…grunt!
1:12 pm on January 17th, 2011
My physics friend sent this astronomy shot. I don’t really understand it but it looks interesting.
http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html
2:12 pm on January 17th, 2011
In the Guardian today there is an article about the Arthur Conan Doyle estate commissioning Anthony Horowitz to write a new Sherlock Holmes novel set in Victorian London. It’s due to come out in September.
2:47 pm on January 17th, 2011
Well, Barb didn’t get very far. She is stuck in the driveway, due to some very high drifts. Even the super low 4-wheel drive didn’t help. She came back in grumbling, had some lunch and is going to go read and nap. She called the agent at the office, and she said she didn’t want to drive out to get her, so to just stay home. Car will stay buried till tomorrow probably, when the wind stops. BBL
2:48 pm on January 17th, 2011
I’m sure it will be a better book than the sequel to Dracula. That book was miserable.
(whispering) Isn’t tomorrow Zoe and Dan’s 60th Wedding Anniversary?
2:52 pm on January 17th, 2011
Dan is coming home on their anniversary? Tomorrow is Barb’s daughter’s anniversary too. Happy day to both couples!
2:57 pm on January 17th, 2011
D & Z’s anniversary is January 27th. Dan is coming home tomorrow!
I have had to take a heavy duty pill.
BBL
2:58 pm on January 17th, 2011
Hello all. Mom is enjoying her first paid MLK holiday. When mom was leaving this morning she told me she was going to the vet. Huh. Doc says her BP is still high, and made a medicine change. Guess she got some good news and bad news too. Good news, no need to look at her private parts for many years. Bad news, now that she’s past 50, it’s time for one of those poopy tests. Mom had sangria with lunch, don’t know if it was in celebration or in mourning. Mom brought me back a Kong, so I’ve been learning how to play with it. I’m going to take a nap now that I’m all konged out. BBL.
3:09 pm on January 17th, 2011
One more thing…I am a black poodle and mom picked me out of all the other doggies at the shelter. She said it’s because I am special. Mom is allergic to all other doggies, so she had to get a poodle or a bichon, and it didn’t matter what color. She was all over the internet every day, plus visited a whole bunch of shelter places for months and months, then saw my picture on a shelter website that was about 45 min away from home. She called the shelter, told them she was coming and not to let anyone else look at me or touch me. She got here so very fast and took me outside to hang out. I walked around and sniffed and peed everywhere. I couldn’t see because there was hair in my eyes, so I didn’t get a good look at my mom, but I could just tell that she was the one. She couldn’t see my eyes either, but she could just tell that I was her doggie. I had to stay there for another 3 days just in case the people who had me before decided to find me. Then, I had to take a nap when the people poked around at my back parts. When I woke up I was a bit wobbly and dizzy and had to take it easy for a couple of days. Mom finally came to get me and after a few more days when my parts didn’t hurt any more, mom took me to the groomer and I was washed and fluffed, and all the hair around my eyes was taken away. I could see my mom and she could see me for the very first time. She nodded her head once and said, “I knew you were in there.” Then we went home and she is my mom and I am her Jasper. That is the beginning of my wonderful life with my mom.
3:25 pm on January 17th, 2011
Jasper: I like the story of your “beginning.” As far as tests…I guess we just have to put up with them.
Melanie: Why did you have to take a heavy duty pill?
Barb: Is there anyone out there who can help with the snow drifts?
3:58 pm on January 17th, 2011
Jasper, that is a wonderful story.
Me and a few Newfs could get Barb’s car unstuck…if we were there.
4:23 pm on January 17th, 2011
Jasper! …. I bet she was surprised when she first saw your weird green eyes…heh!
4:24 pm on January 17th, 2011
Melainie, I’m just little and the picture of the aliens in your knee scared me. They were attached and eating and growing – maybe to take over the world.
I’m feeling safer since the doctor got rid of them – or did he …
4:26 pm on January 17th, 2011
Here is the story of how mom and Teddie found each other. Some very mean person dumped Teddie off on the side of our road. Teddie, being Teddie, sat down and waited patiently for someone to help her. Mom saw first saw her on a Tuesday morning. She was still there on Tuesday night and on Wednesday morning, mom stopped and gave her a sandwich and some water. Teddie walked up to mom and smiled. That was all it took, and Teddie has been mom’s girl for 15 years now. Mom ended up with more than she bargained for because a few weeks later, Teddie gave birth to 11 black puppies! She HATED being a mother, just hated it. Mom got her operated on just as soon as possible.
4:33 pm on January 17th, 2011
Story!… Here’s how my friend and I came to be together….snort!…She took out her checkbook and bought me. Now she is the sad one. End of Story….grunt!
4:50 pm on January 17th, 2011
Rio – you are the funniest pug I have EVER met!!
5:03 pm on January 17th, 2011
Rio – Mom saw the cutest little Pug puppy the other day. It cost $1,700. It was so cute and Mom could see how a Pug puppy would be hard to resist.
5:05 pm on January 17th, 2011
Jasper – Your story makes my Mom get all sniffly.
5:30 pm on January 17th, 2011
Those are some great coming together stories, even Rio’s.
Barb’s car is still in the driveway and that’s where it will stay till tomorrow morning. Her neighbor boy, who goes to the local jr. college will come over and plow and get her unstuck. It is blowing so hard that if he plows today, it will be drifted over again in the morning. So we are inside, safe and sound.
5:33 pm on January 17th, 2011
Wolfie, that is another wonderful story, and the 11 puppies would have been so much work for your mom.
Rio, yours is the funniest story.
5:36 pm on January 17th, 2011
Jasper’s story and Teddie’s story make lovely reading. Hey Rio, lucky you blabbed about Colin Firth because our lame-o TV stations didn’t even bother to show the GGs last night!
5:37 pm on January 17th, 2011
Cricket, my lovely black doggy, was the only one who caught my eye at the shelter.
5:39 pm on January 17th, 2011
Wolfie, How did your boys do this weekend? Is the meeting still on for Wednesday? Did the young girl who died have any impact on them?
5:39 pm on January 17th, 2011
Liz!…Just wait till the Academy Awards…snort!… I will tell all…heh!
5:57 pm on January 17th, 2011
Hey, y’all — I’m back!
Bee: It’s not actually my girl — it’s a girl who goes to our church. And she is going to take those two tests, but they say it won’t matter, because the deadline to be “progressing” — whatever that means! — was in December, so she’s just SOL! Her mom said someone suggested changing her major to English for her undergraduate — she already meets the requirements for that degree — then take graduate classes so she could get a master’s degree in education. She still needs to look into that possibility, but unfortunately time is not standing still — classes started last week, so she’s already behind! Her mom was trying to make her feel better, but she just said, “Don’t give me any of that optimistic [stuff]. I just want to be mad!” I think I would be, too!
6:13 pm on January 17th, 2011
Oh, and in regards to black shelter dogs — a few years ago my girl went to a shelter with a friend who was picking out a dog. My girl hadn’t planned to get one, but then when she was looking at a little black puppy, a shelter employee said the puppy was due to be euthanized the next day, and that her chances of getting adopted were pretty slim because most people don’t like all-black dogs. I don’t know if it was just a line to get my girl to adopt the puppy, but if it was, it worked! My girl is very soft-hearted. So that’s how Addison joined our family! And later, Addy got a sister named Maggie — she’s black, brown and white.
6:20 pm on January 17th, 2011
Kirby: She really needs a masters anyway if she wants to teach up to the junior college level. (Ph.D required above that.) So switching majors could work. She’ll need to get registered so she doesn’t miss any more classes though. It is probably not too late to make up work for the first two weeks.
(Sorry I read your message wrong and thought it was your girl.)
6:30 pm on January 17th, 2011
Mom had her breathing tests today – the same ones B. took last week. I think B.’s were pass-fail because she said she failed, but Mom’s were compare-and-contrast (I’m doing B-speak here) so we won’t know the results right away.
6:53 pm on January 17th, 2011
How I got a forever family by Alice M. Johnson
I was in the woods. I don’t remember how I got there but Staff says I was “dropped off.” Staff would drive by in her big van every day. After I had been in the woods for a while someone dropped off a Mama kitty and her babies. The Mama waited by the road and got run over.
The little kitties were all alone and didn’t know what to do so when Staff was going by in her big van they jumped on a really tall fallen tree trunk and yelled at her. She stopped to talk to them and ask what they wanted and they said “FOOD FOOD FOOD” quite loudly so she told them to follow her home and she would give them some food.
She left the van in the lane and walked home because she didn’t think the kitties would get in the van.
(Mr Staff was behind her in the pickup and said he couldn’t believe it when he saw her walking down the road with 3 kittens trying to trip her and the van just abandoned in the middle of the road.)
After going about 10 feet another kitty came out of the other side of the road and sort of trotted alongside about 3 – 4 feet away from the first kitties. (That was me, Alice M. Johnson)
When we got home Staff brought out food and water and we all had a lovely meal. We lived in a box on the front porch and Staff took us to the doctor and we got wormed and ear-mited and all sorts of stuff. That is when she found out that I was 6 months old although I was the size of a 12 week old kitty. The vet told her I had been in the woods for 3 months at least because of the age of my teeth vs. my size. The other kitties were just barely 7 weeks old.
So Staff didn’t know what to do as she had 2 old kitties in the house and one, EmilyTheCat did not like other cats at all. Also she was leaving for the winter and couldn’t leave us alone!!!
The man who came to harvest the soybeans said he would take the kitties, and his wife worked for a Vet so they would be fine so off the 2 other kitties went. But Staff said I had to stay. I was too special to go away. Heh!
However Emily the Cat was way too mean to me so I had to foster at Mr.Staff’s mom for the winter. I was a bad kitty there and always getting into trouble so that is when I had the name Johnson added to my Alice name. (The Johnson’s were known to be bad kids at that time) Grandma called me “bad Alice Johnson.”
That spring Emily the Cat went over the Rainbow Bridge and I got to go home to the farm. I am a good Kat now but I am still called Alice Johnson.
Staff had to give me a bath when I got in from the woods, and here I am. Under all that lovely fur I am a skinny little thing.
Staff did use a little hydrogen peroxide on parts of my fur because it wouldn’t wash clean. So now Rio says I am a bleached blonde. I was rescued in the fall of 2001 so I am 9 1/2 years old.
7:01 pm on January 17th, 2011
Alice Magnolia Johnson – You are a beautiful Kat!
7:02 pm on January 17th, 2011
Oh dear, Mom is sniffly again. I think she must have allergies or something.
7:07 pm on January 17th, 2011
this is Emily the Cat…
And also one of the bears that staff made about a million years ago. She doesn’t make them any more. I don’t know why. Emily was shaped a little bit like AbbietheKitty.
7:11 pm on January 17th, 2011
Mollypop: I hope your comparison/contrast comes out fine.
7:15 pm on January 17th, 2011
Alice, that is another wonderful story, and Staff is a cat whisperer.
7:17 pm on January 17th, 2011
I don’t know about being a cat whisperer. I do know that Alice and Abbie both hate it when I blow in their ears.
7:28 pm on January 17th, 2011
Alice, that’s a nice happy ending. What did you do in the woods for all that time?
7:53 pm on January 17th, 2011
Alice!… Here’s to Survival!…snort!snort!…(that’s me snorting in your ear!)…heh!
8:28 pm on January 17th, 2011
That is another great story. Alice Magnolia, you are one lucky girl. Barb’s grands, Baye, Lily and Ben, have the last name Johnson, so we never associated it with being a bad kitty, or with bad kids, since ours are purrfect!
8:49 pm on January 17th, 2011
Rio: I have been hearing that Ricki Gervais’s humor was not so good on the Golden Globes. Was it not funny or not in good taste? What did you think?
9:06 pm on January 17th, 2011
Weird!…She is sitting there crying over that show called Parenthood….grunt!… It’s just a show and why the heck does she get so involved…sniff!…I can take it or leave it while I am waiting for baseball season to begin…sneeze!
Mollie!… Regarding Ricki Gervais’s performance, is that how you spell his name?…snort!… I could never figure it out…heh!… I personally thought he was brilliant. I want to grow up to be just like him. …grunt!… He’s English for Pete’s sake. Their humor is very biting and rude and if those Hollywood folks can’t take it then pity on them. Plus, everything he joked about was mostly TRUE. So there….heh! …. Bruce Willis is not what’s his names, the one married to Demi now, dad, but he’s old enough to be and that was the joke. Too bad Brucie or any of the others got their cockles up…heh!…They all deserved it, in my humble Pug opinion…snort!
9:07 pm on January 17th, 2011
I am not sure what Alice did, but I suspect she only ate insects. She is not very good at eating mice. She prefers to play with them so I don’t think her Mom was around to teach her how to kill them. Most of her mice die of internal injuries and are then abandoned. Hopefully someplace where we can find them and not have to sniff them out later.
She loves to crunch up any crickets that get in the house.
She also loves the dishwasher and when it is on she likes to be by it. Makes you wonder about her first 3 months. Maybe she was in a basement near a furnace or some other appliance that made those kind of noises. She is a very friendly loving cat, if you are not Rio, and so she was conditioned to people early.
If she would only tell me a little more. But maybe I don’t want to know. People who drop their cats in the woods are just mean evil people.
9:33 pm on January 17th, 2011
Sigh…the things animals have to get through…
9:36 pm on January 17th, 2011
It amazes me that people can drop off an animal in the country and think that is kinder than taking it to a shelter. You are right, they are evil!
Barb didn’t watch the GG’s because of her party, but we heard the Gervais got out of hand and was more biting than last year and would not be asked back. Only comment we heard was something said to Robert Downey Jr. about police and rehab, which we we did think was out of line. Downey fought his drug and alcohol demons and has made a fantisic comeback, so we thougth it was out of line to slam him. No other opinions, but the show did have great ratings.
9:37 pm on January 17th, 2011
My first cat was found in a cat kennel in a snowbank and I adopted her at the shelter. My second cat was abandoned one summer and around November someone mentioned this semi-feral cat and we caught her and I took her home. It was several months before I could pet her and months after that before I could pick her up and hold her in my lap for a minute and months after that before she would be in my lap for longer than a minute. She had once been a house cat because she was declawed. How she survived/hunted for 5 months I don’t know. Now she is a fat house cat once again but is still timid.
Then at -50 I would occasionally see this cat jump out of the metal dumpsters at the landfill. I tracked her to her den in the woods (took me several days to finally find her den) and fed her all winter. When spring arrived I stopped figuring she could take care of herself plus I knew she wouldn’t have a long life in the wild. Son-of-a-gun I saw her the following winter jumping out of dumpsters again so I spend another winter feeding her. I barely saw her and never petted her and I don’t know if what I did was right or wrong.
9:38 pm on January 17th, 2011
Survivors!… We all have our stories. Here’s me thinking the Plunderers are all a bunch of Survivors who happened by fate to find each other on this here blog….snort!…Somehow we have filled a void in each other’s lives and in the meantime have grown in our knowledge of useless facts and trivia. Now, we can all carry on interesting conversations at cocktail parties, if the situation arises…heh!
Lonely!… Hopefully, each of us in our unique ways have filled some void in our Author’s day in and day out existence while he struggles to type out each sentence over and over again until it is perfect and does actually move the story forward for all of us to enjoy later….chorkel!…We are part of the “process”…heh!
New Year!… It will be exciting and interesting to see what this year brings….snort!… It’s nice to know you are all here just in case things go very wrong and I can land here…heh!… This year holds great promise for all of us. Heck, we’ve all learned how to write better for one thing since early last year…snort!… When I first came here some of you were putting no effort at all into your comments, but I have seen real growth, English wise. I bet Stover would agree with me on this one as she is the driving force that has inspired us all to be better in the written word.…heh!…So let us keep improving this year and be here for each other and always remember to try to be entertaining… sniff!…It is Chet’s blog you know! A very late Happy New Year on the Blog!…woooo!
9:42 pm on January 17th, 2011
I’m only about 10 hours late in getting in on the black dog discussion; I’ve heard for years about the black dog syndrome and how hard it is for shelter to find good life time homes for black dogs. There are dozens of theories about why this is the case.
There was a good article about this in Bark magazine a while back. Here is the link if anyone wants to check it out. Happily I was able to find homes for two black dogs from our local shelter this week.
http://www.thebark.com/content/black-dogs-face-hard-choice-shelter
9:47 pm on January 17th, 2011
AbbietheKitty’s Mom was found in a cat carrier outside the local church one night in December. Our post mistress adopted her, even though she doesn’t want cats in her house. Abbie was born, one of four kittens, on the post mistresses front porch and lived all her early life there. She still loves porches, but it was her mother who was rescued. Abbie has the exact same coloring as her mother, but her mother is Alice’s size and Abbie is more. How much more we aren’t saying.
This is Abbie on the summer porch. She much prefers it to the winter porch.
9:59 pm on January 17th, 2011
More!….There is more to AbbieTheKat than even Staff is admitting!…heh!
10:01 pm on January 17th, 2011
Goodnight Rio et al,
We have to work again in the morning so need to go to sleep earlier.
10:03 pm on January 17th, 2011
Lie to Me was good tonight.
Good night all.
10:06 pm on January 17th, 2011
A-Kat – I won’t talk about your plumpness, but you do manage to do excellent quilt testing.
Rio – The things I have learned on this blog are priceless. I wowed them at a party last night when I talked about antimatter. I was so good they all were speechless.
10:06 pm on January 17th, 2011
You’re waxing very philosophical this evening, Rio.
Goodnight, and to Staff, g’day.
10:17 pm on January 17th, 2011
Agent Molly!…She is living the Blog Dream!…heh!
Liz!… I am waning towards bedtime…snort!…But now we are staying up to watch Lie to Me!…heh!
10:17 pm on January 17th, 2011
We have a very nice guy on our street who feeds the feral cats. He has 3 inside cats and he is a real animal lover. His wife passed away 3 years ago. By feeding the feral cats, he is also feeding the skunks, but he is such a great guy the rest of the neighborhood doesn’t say anything to him. Even my mom, who would like to throttle the skunks, keeps her mouth shut.
The feral cats are smart enough to stay out of my yard so life is mostly peaceful here for them.
10:27 pm on January 17th, 2011
Kats!…Don’t get me started on feral kats…grump!
10:50 pm on January 17th, 2011
We are just checking in before we go off for one last trip outside and then into bed with our blankies.
We think that each and everyone off us on this blog is just lucky and blessed and better off for having found all of our loved ones. Whether we came to be together thru checkbook or shelter or “survival camp”, our Creator must have meant it to be – must have meant for these large and little hearts to beat together and mean so much to each other. We know that our Mama saved us, but ya know, in our way, we saved her too. We make sure to wiggle with joy when we see her, and do silly things to make her laugh. We were there when HER Mama went over the Rainbow Bridge, and we stayed with her when our Daddy was hurt so bad and slept with her til Daddy could come home from the hospital. Even Basil and Sage are helpful, even tho they are just cats.
And now we know all of you, from sassy little Macy to gentle Wolfie, sweet Mollie and Jasper and Tyb. And even Rio who makes us laugh, and Alice Johnson who gives as good as she gets.
Life is good when you have the right one to love. And with that we will say goodnight, and sweet dreams of happy forever homes.
11:09 pm on January 17th, 2011
Amen!
11:12 pm on January 17th, 2011
Rio, We have been watching Parenthood and like the show. A lot of talented actors on there. Also watched the premier of Harry’s Law tonight, thought it was pretty good. Barb is a fan of Kathy Bates who is in the starring role.
That article on black dogs was very interesting and sad. We knew there was a problem with public image, but had no idea it was that bad. Glad they have an advocate.
11:17 pm on January 17th, 2011
Well said T & G, and good night all.
11:24 pm on January 17th, 2011
YOu’re right, Barb, that article is really sad. I won’t tell Cricket. I’ll talk to some of the people at our rescue group, see what happens to black dogs at the local pound.
12:00 am on January 18th, 2011
Audrey!…She is all black and she ended up okay…snuffle!…I bet her life is tip-top most days!…heh!
DarkSide!…I will be going now… sniff!…Off to my warm soft bed where all my baseball toys are crying out for spring time to come forth..sob!…Will it ever be here I wonder?…sniff!…Sometimes when I am trying to do my business in the snow, I think Spring will never ever come again…sob!sniff!…Goodnight all!…burp!
12:12 am on January 18th, 2011
Macy, sassy as heck, out!
12:20 am on January 18th, 2011
It comforts me to think that we are destined to be together. And that includes all of us on Chet’s blog!
1:23 am on January 18th, 2011
Barb – Chad is mad at mom because she clued his girlfriend’s mom in. Turns out this 14 year old has been lying to her parents all along and now they have shortened up her leash.
Oh well.
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