It wasn’t really, just had to share the picture. That is sooooooo cute. I love puppies. They have puppy breath.
We’ve been on a roll today with class, groceries, and news from the professorial front.
Zach’s zoology prof had an accident involving a horse and a broken pelvis. That had to hurt. I was tossed off the back of a buckskin named Suzi when I was a teen. She took a sharp left turn at a full run and I just kept going straight ahead. I was halfway home when I regained consciousness. Were you aware that you can run when knocked out?
The weather is rather stinky with sleet falling occasionally. The temperature is dropping. The weekend, however, will bring us back up to the 60’s, the temperature that is. We are not time travelling as far as I know. The 60’s were certainly interesting. Bob’s friend says if you remember the 60’s you weren’t really there. Hehehe…he smoked a LOT of grass.
I time travel on occasion. I’ve often bridged the space between seconds long enough to miss my exit on the freeway. Many times I have left late and arrived early. Some say it’s my lead foot on the accelerator. Nay, I say, nay. Yup, time travel must be possible. I can’t wait to choose a year, but which one. So many choices, so little time.
Florida Southern College is building five cat houses on its campus. I’m appalled. All those Floridians voting for Bush and taking the moral high ground only to devolve into prostitution. How could they?
What? Oh, the houses are for cats, feral cats.
So let me get this straight, these cats will be bribed with food and shelter and then taken away to be neutered.
‘Scuse me, isn’t that state sponsored birth control?
The Right will rise up and protestuth. The Pope will resign! Oops. Whatever is the world coming to? We need a new organization to protect the rights of cat mothers and their unborn babies. Those Pussycats have rights! They should make their own decisions. State mandated medical procedures are unconstitutional! We need a Feline attorney. We need help. Women everywhere should be arming to protect our Feline sisters.
Meowwwww.
Read all about it here.
Then there was Thursday and this is for Falon.
We sang Little Bunny Foo Foo a million times when she was little.
Sometimes we still do.
