Oh yeah, since I know everyone's curious how the FREE KITTENS thing went yesterday (right, WM, sure they are), instead of writing about it again, I'll paste the update I sent my Dad.
Hi Dad,
The little drama with Firecracker's latest litter continues. A story you're following, I know, on the edge of your seat.
I think I've got a customer for the runt, Yoda II. I was talking to a neighbor couple, describing the critters, and the woman went, "Ahhh."
Heh, heh, heh. I've got her right where I want her. I'm going to pick up a little bag of cat food later, take Yoda over, and knock on her door. And I've already rehearsed my first two lines:
"SHE'S SO CUTE!!! SHE'S IRRESISTIBLE!!"
Okay, so that's progress. But these other two raskals, especially the gray one, are wilder than heck. When I was in Oaxaca, Joseph's teenage son stayed here, and I think he may have tried a little too hard to "make friends."
No biggie, I've done it myself. Thing is, the gray one can't even be picked up. I've never seen a kitten fight like little Reb -- literally "tooth-and-claw." OUCH!!! And the black one, Lucky, is skitish too. Which has had me worried. Not exactly a good selling point for the FREE KITTENS project.
Okay, so well, then, last week, someone told me about a no-kill shelter, run by the Animal Defense League. Today I drove over to check out the joint, and the Staffer I talked to told me that kittens are in high demand. I told her, that's good, because I'm a cat herder. She admonished me to have Firecracker spayed.
So I said, "I thought you just told me that kittens are in high demand?"
Why am I so often so hard to deal with? Since turning 50, it's just gotten worse too.
Your Son,
Jeff
My Dad is battling lung and brain cancer. The prognosis is a year, at best. He's going through radiation presently, and he enjoys getting little ditties like this from family and friends.
Oh, and by the way, any prayers for him from any of y'all who still do that kind of thing would be appreciated.
Basically, I could say my wife and daughter, the curiosity to see what happens each new day, and trying to live well as a form of revenge against others that tried to hold me back.
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Workman
Dealing with terrorists can be problematic. Especially little furry cute ones.
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Oh yeah, since I know everyone's curious how the FREE KITTENS thing went yesterday (right, WM, sure they are), instead of writing about it again, I'll paste the update I sent my Dad.
My Dad is battling lung and brain cancer. The prognosis is a year, at best. He's going through radiation presently, and he enjoys getting little ditties like this from family and friends.
Oh, and by the way, any prayers for him from any of y'all who still do that kind of thing would be appreciated.
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Twinky
What motivates me? My bladder!
Closely followed by two hungry cats who come and rub round my ankles while I am relieving myself.
After dealing with them, I may as well stay up and make a brew.
And quite some time after that, my eyes open and the brain starts to engage.
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kimberly
What makes me keep on keepin' on? I don't know what else to do.
And running close is the fact I have yet to drive a convertible near mach speed on the Bonneville Flats while listening to Freebird.
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Basically, I could say my wife and daughter, the curiosity to see what happens each new day, and trying to live well as a form of revenge against others that tried to hold me back.
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copenhagen
The hope that today will be the day wife no longer wants to be apart of the way.
The kids and the sports they play. Love to watch them play.
Friends and beer drinking bbq's.
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