"That slack...He ignores the adverts even more on
SUNDAY, if that's possible." ~heard=over on Web~
The dog & bird & bug Report...Decembre And five>
One of my Customers had to put down his companion
this week. Dixie was a gorgeous Golden Retriever who
attained the Age of Fifteen (15) years, eight Months.
And she was a beautiful example of the canine species
whenever i met her @ the Yard...a well=behaved lass,
devoted to her master. [He told me the news as i was
warming in the slack=shack, waiting for Santa; my boof
is thus a rarefied Confessional.] IF such pets ought to
go to Elysium, Dixie deserves as much as anothre.
I was walking through the liquor schtore parking Lot
when i noticed the seagulls. There were at least two of
these cat=sized white winged wonders bomb diving the
feckless pigeons off the ARTHAUS THEATRE roof! On a
crunchy, schnowy Day no less. The jerseygirl will advise
me of HOW these Jonathans come 2 travel so far land=in!
I know we have good junkfood in the Walley for these
Aviaries to sample, but the commuting must be crasy...
even for birds. Urbanic sea=birds---what's next?
Goodnight, sleep tight, Don't let the bed=bugs bite.
It's a little thing we sing 2 children when they are warm
and comfy on their nice clean mattresses. Only, Now,
those schleeping boxes are not so Healthy by recent
reports. There's no shame in telling your Hotelier that
you've experienced a rash of uninvited guests...in fact,
it's probly the right thing to do! Report the infesters.
Then, warsh your own clothes in very Hot Water.
Pediculosis? Even more=so...Don't pass it on. *scratch*
Kay and Harry are winging their way back 2 EUROPE.
I know this becos she tried to call me from the Aerport,
but i was napping. My seester & i are sometimes at
cross=purposes, but we come by it naturally. We share
a certain inverse proportionality in life experiences...
She left every skool i ever entered And i departed every
skool she ever went into. She had a special attachment
to the Patriarch; i have had an unusually close relation
with the Mother. And many other topsy-turvies. Yet, for
all our profound and inimical differences, we enjoy some
remarkable complementarities. I'd say if it weren't for
the eight (8) year separation in age, Kay & i coulda been
fraternal/sororital TWINS! It's a crasy theory but as crasy
theories go, it Holds a certain arguable charm. UNTIL it is
negated by others! And if it isn't a cosmic joke of some
sort, at least WE can remember & tell it well. Varicose...
[mean=while, Cat has acquired a new schtray...they call
him MacGyver becos he schnuck into the haus. And he's a
feline by all accounts & that's better than coming into
possession of another Puppy. Wrong=me=not=get! I love
the dogs...i just don't want to OWN one.] *woof/meow*