Just got a tuxedo cat from the Longmont Humane Society (better selection than Boulder). Picked her up the other day and noticed that she’s wearing white underwear, along with her tux shirt and socks!
If I’m talking in the forest and my ex wife is not there to hear me am I still wrong?
Cops the cat, black and white like the old cop cars, plays with the corgie every evening playing chase. Still, he needs to be held tight and sleeps next to me or in my lap while I’m in my chair. Even though cats seem aloff, they need their people.
“Both optimists and pessimists contribute to society. The optimist invents the aeroplane, the pessimist the parachute.”
—George Bernard Shaw
An optimist is sure he’s right.
A pessimist is afraid he’s right.
Sorry Dave. I can’t do that…
I went for my annual physical yesterday. When Doc asked me if I’m getting enough exercise I said yes, I’m listening to a lot of 45s lately.
Last spring, at my annual doc visit, he asked if I’d ever joined in a dry January, or otherwise taken a break from wine? I replied, “I quit drinking every evening!”