IrishAyes
IrishAyes's JournalWorms had to go in the blender - I don't care for them myself.
As for Baby Thomas, I have a precious picture of him in bed with our 4-yr-old son the first night we brought the cat (not the kid) home. Baby Thomas refused to be comforted by the usual methods, and we knew he wasn't dangerous, so we put him in with J.E. The picture shows J.E. asleep on his stomach with Baby Thomas' head just poking out from under the covers. Once we hit on that mutual arrangement, the cat stayed perfectly content.
At first we'd joked about how maybe the mountain folks we got Baby Thomas from had just cropped his tail to make him look wilder, but when his screaming started that night, nobody ever heard such a noise from a fully domestic cat. It was wild. BT grew to a slender 25 lbs or so and lived a good long life with us out in the country. We had him spayed so he stuck around and behaved in the house.
Ah, the picture... I've never scanned it but will someday soon. Need to anyhow for safekeeping. All this stuff about natural disasters makes me a bit uneasy.
So true
"Abortion is a complex and difficult issue and no stance warrants excommunication."
Someone pointed out to me once that even the Bible does not say God breathed life into First Man before he was completely formed. That left an impression. Regardless, as I've said before, even if the church ever excommunicated me from it's own presence, it can't come between me and my Maker.
My own house is built over and around an 1847 log cabin that was once slave quarters.
We can't know how much the spirits see today, but I'm sure they'd approve my decorating scheme - pictures of the current First Family everywhere!
The right to be secure in our persons is one of the biggest.
That doesn't mean throwing our armed services personnel under the train so R's can strut and the military-industrial complex can prosper.
Yep
That's why I specify 'otherwise intelligent persons'. This lady's good and decent and I've seen her put herself out for other people more than most I've ever met. But when it comes to politics, as a hardshell fundie, she absolutely takes leave of her senses.
Hopefully some day she'll rise to her full potential for good. She never tried to nail me.
Actually the one place in town where at least most of the staff have always been incredibly kind and gracious to me is, surprisingly, the hospital. Go figure!
Nobody's perfect
But it's downright stupid and other unrepeatable words to fail to give credit where credit's due. And I believe LBJ for all his warts has a lot of gratitude due him.
An otherwise intelligent and decent person I know
... wrote a letter to the editor of our local ragsheet, all terrified that she'd have to drop her additional coverage because her health insurance company had sworn on a stack of bibles that the rates would skyrocket.
When they don't, I hope she can at least admit her error to herself. She would never tell me I was right, that's for sure. And I won't point it out to her or even ask, "How's your insurance coverage lately?" These people have to see for themselves; they're too smart to listen to any little damnedYankee-invader-outside-agitator that ain't nobody and don't know nothin' 'bout nothin'.
Although I do hope some of them suspect just a little why my happy grin broadens by the day. Well, I'd die from shock if anyone ever did approach me and express any regret, so maybe it's just as well they don't. 
Maybe most don't have a clue
But a few do. Sorry I can't work up a tear when I remember hearing one of them whine - in that case about immigrants - "It's like we don't matter anymore!" I tried to keep a straight face when I told him, "Everybody matters. But there are more of us than there are of you now, and that's only the start. You just can't rule anymore."
Believe it or not, I resisted asking him how tight that shoe fit on HIS foot now. I smiled like the sweet little saint I ain't.
It's a great tool for MOST dogs
However, the only thing that does well for heavily double-coated dogs like Chows (and, I've heard, Huskies) is a long tooth rake with rotating or twirling tines. Even then there's no end to it. A sign of good health maybe. In shedding season if I missed a single day raking those dogs, the undercoat would still drop by the chunk almost. In summer I just took the scissors to them and told everybody they were punkers.
Good news in what too often is a cruel hard world. How could we survive otherwise?
My two troublemakers are out in the yard right now after being housebound by the rain all morning. I wonder what they're tearing up now. At least twice a day I promise to murder them as soon as I get around to it, but I keep forgetting.
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