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No one should Laugh at Life! That's Life's Job - Laughing at us.
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According to Chinese Horoscopes it is the YEAR OF THE TIGER! G-R-R-R
Here's a writer that will make you laugh! I swear she is Erma Brombeck reincarnated! Take a look!
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| 1. Speaking of Wild Critters | ID #686581 |
Posted: 2-6-2010 @ 10:52 am EST
Edited: 2-7-2010 @ 4:45 pm EST |
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There are wild critters and W*I*L*D critters. The two above happen to own me. One, the Mountain Lion, seen competing for rare and exotic food with a human child, had a horrible experience lately. During a vicious rain storm, I had risen from my desk to go check out the weather, the stability of the patio door and any flooding. Since I live on the 2nd floor I wasn't too concerned about flooding except the coolness of watching water rise and cover everything. The glass patio door was another story. I opened the patio door, rain hit me in the face and I told the Lamb we had better not go out to investigate further. The Mountain Lion usually seeks shelter in the commode area during such down pours.
I shut and locked the paio door, closed the blinds and reseated myself at my computer. The Lamb, instead of lying back down, started pacing. I figured he was nervous and kept reassuring him even with the noise of the glass door to the patio banging.
After two hours (yikes) I decided to head to bed - where upon I could not find the Mountain Lion! Frantically I ran from room to room calling her and looking under everything and in every closet. No Mountain Lion. The Lamb kept running back to the patio door and it hit me. I HAD LOCKED HER OUT. She was indeed outside in the wind and rain. She had taken what shelter she could find under the chair on the patio but was soaking wet, shivering and in total panic.
It took me over 2 hours to get all that fur dry, stop her panic attack and calm both of us down. I kept apologizing to her. What kind of benevolent owned human was I that I had no idea one of my critters was out in a horrible storm? She, of course, now acts like it never happened. I cannot get the image of that bedraggled critter out of my mind. Poor crit.
CC (alias the Mountain Lion) did come down with stomach problems for a couple of days and my penance was cleaning the carpets. Dewley (the Lamb) just grins at me every time as if to say, "Mom - you gotta learn! When I tell you something is wrong you need to listen to me!"
Critters. Whatcha gonna do?
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