I have five cats. Two nights ago, Zorro (who was my dad’s cat) starting meowing rather hysterically. My husband and I both bolted up in bed because the tone of his meow was quite frantic and alarming. We had no idea what was going on. I ran over to him and started inspecting him to see if he was bleeding or had gotten hurt somehow. He pulled away from me and ran down the stairs. We dashed down the stairs after him. My adrenaline was pumping like crazy because he was meowing these very loud, very long screeches almost ~ like he was being tortured. I knew there was something terribly wrong, but I just couldn’t figure out what. Downstairs, Zorro parked himself in front of the door leading to the garage, howling even louder. Finally, my husband yanked open the door to the garage. FLOODED!!! The hot water heater had sprung a leak and nearly the whole three car garage was filled with water. Another hour and it would have flooded the downstairs of the house. This cat, this smart, amazing cat, somehow knew there was a problem and alerted us to it. Unbelievable. The next day, my husband spent 13 hours putting in a new water heater. Thanks to Zorro, we didn’t have to put in new flooring as well! Every single one of my animals is a rescue. Rescue an animal today ~ the rewards are so tremendous.

Hm…somehow I was born without that gene ~ the urge to create life. I just don’t have it in my DNA. My maternal instincts are strictly for animals. I love all animals and have my own little zoo. I carry pictures of all my critters, and they even have their own website. I get all gooey around animals, like other people get around human babies. Whereas, when I see a human baby, I run, hard and fast, in the opposite direction. I wonder why that is??? Does anyone else feel like this?

I would kill to have your nose, Candice!

Beth! That COMPLETELY cracked me up! :-DD

c h, I’m so sorry to hear this. We all have different reactions to hysterectomies, but it’s very sad for all of us when we hear of the reaction you’re feeling. Compound that with your baby moving out, and ~ OUCH! I guess there is not much in the way of words anyone can say to help you feel better about the situation, but you’re obviously not alone, and maybe there is some small comfort in that…somehow…

Fiona, Extremely interesting point you’ve brought up. I’ve read articles that claim females who are vegetarian and come from vegetarian families start their periods far later in life ~ at around 20 years of age. Apparently, all the hormones in U.S. meat, and the steep use of preservatives causes menses to start at younger and younger ages. I have no idea how accurate these articles are, but assuming they are at least somewhat accurate, it would be interesting to find out if women who didn’t have menses until much later in life also have menopause occur later. I do know for a fact that chickens don’t start laying eggs until the age of two years. In order to make them produce eggs earlier, and therefore make them more profitable, they are fed large doses of hormones and arsenic (believe it or not). Chickens fed the hormones and arsenic produce eggs at very young ages and are dead by the age of two. People who eat those eggs are “poisoned” by the hormones and small doses of arsenic will show up in blood work. Based on that, it’s entirely plausible to conclude what we eat is a direct link to contributing to earlier menses, earlier menopause, and shortened life span. I wonder if there is any more research out there on the subject?

Mary Lou and Doll Lady, Does it baffle you, as it does me, why people like Pam Anderson and Dolly Parton go to such great lengths to have huge boobs on such little frames? How can they stand it??? I will happily donate mine to anyone who wants them!!!

When my mom died at 73, I moved my 83 year old dad in with me so I could take care of him. He was bored out of his mind without my mom. My husband, a computer genius, said, “Let’s get him a computer and teach him how to use the internet.” I looked at him, incredulous, “What are you, nuts??? He’s 83 years old. He’s never even SEEN a computer!” About a week after my husband got the computer for my dad, my dad called me at work. He said, “Hey, Honey, I just got home from Comp USA. I bought a printer and loaded the drives, but I forgot to bring home paper. Can you bring me some?” I paused, then I said, “Who is this?” He paused, and said, “It’s your dad.” Another pause, “Are you Okay?” If McCain is computer illiterate in this day and age, then he might be stupid, but he is definitely lazy, stubborn, and inflexible. Not someone I want leading this country.

When my mom died at 73, I moved my 83 year old dad in with me so I could take care of him. He was bored out of his mind without my mom. My husband, a computer genius, said, “Let’s get him a computer and teach him how to use the internet.” I looked at him, incredulous, “What are you, nuts??? He’s 83 years old. He’s never even SEEN a computer!” About a week after my husband got the computer for my dad, my dad called me at work. He said, “Hey, Honey, I just got home from Comp USA. I bought a printer and loaded the drives, but I forgot to bring home paper. Can you bring me some?” I paused, then I said, “Who is this?” He paused, and said, “It’s your dad.” Another pause, “Are you Okay?” If McCain is computer illiterate in this day and age, then he might be stupid, but he is definitely lazy, stubborn, and inflexible. Not someone I want leading this country.

Hm. Age has nothing to do with learning how to use a computer. My 83 year old dad taught me that. When my mom died at 73, I moved my 83 year old dad in with me so I could take care of him. He was bored out of his mind without my mom. My husband, a computer genius, said, “Let’s get him a computer and teach him how to use the internet.” I looked at him, incredulous, “What are you, nuts??? He’s 83 years old. He’s never even SEEN a computer!” About a week after my husband got the computer for my dad, my dad called me at work. He said, “Hey, Honey, I just got home from Comp USA. I bought a printer and loaded the drives, but I forgot to bring home paper. Can you bring me some?” I paused, then I said, “Who is this?” He paused, and said, “It’s your dad.” Another pause, “Are you Okay?” If McCain is computer illiterate in this day and age, then he might be stupid, but he is definitely lazy, stubborn, and inflexible. Not someone I want leading this country.

Hm. Age has nothing to do with learning how to use a computer. My 83 year old dad taught me that. When my mom died at 73, I moved my 83 year old dad in with me so I could take care of him. He was bored out of his mind without my mom. My husband, a computer genius, said, “Let’s get him a computer and teach him how to use the internet.” I looked at him, incredulous, “What are you, nuts??? He’s 83 years old. He’s never even SEEN a computer!” Well, my husband got him a computer anyway. I walked by my dad’s room and heard my husband “teaching” my dad how to use it. My dad didn’t say one word, he was just listening. I thought sarcastically, “Oh, yeah, this is a great idea.” About a week later, I got a call from my dad at work. He said, “Hey, I just got home from Comp USA. I bought a printer and loaded the drives, but I forgot to bring home paper. Can you bring me some?” I paused, then I said, “Who is this?” He paused, and said, “It’s your dad.” Another pause, “Are you Okay?” The next thing I know my dad is emailing me jokes, forwarding me videos, and had joined an online cooking chat room where he printed out recipes for my husband to make. He used the computer like a born natural for the next 9 years until he died a few weeks shy of his 91st birthday. If McCain is computer illiterate in this day and age, then he might be stupid, but he is definitely lazy, stubborn, and inflexible. Not someone I want leading this country.

WHOOPS! In the following post, I got Kitty confused with KALISA HYMAN and ELIZABETH FLYNN. It is THEM I’m defending, not Kitty. Kitty is apparently one of the stick carriers.

Kitty, I read every word you said and found absolutely nothing wrong with it at all. I will defend your right to use “cuss” words until the day I die. Words are words. If people have chosen certain words to be profane, then that is THEIR problem. If I were to use the word “Schmuck” or “Asshole” someone would take offense to Asshole, and not Scmuck, and they basically both mean the same thing. Since a debate, for God’s sake ~ what a lame argument, is not the B all to end all of the measurement of propriety, then that whole point made by Diana is irrelevant. The First Amendment trumps the “art” of debate, and if you want to curse, you are protected by that little document called our Constitution. This adverse reaction to “cuss” words has always amazed me. People who have this aversion also most likely have arranged sex with their spouses, in the dark ~ absolutely, and probably under the covers. Foreplay is when their partner yanks the stick out of their butt. Kitty, my dear, you should feel free to express yourself however you see fit. And if your opinions contain “cuss” words, then that doesn’t make what you say any less viable. By the way, the term “cuss,” “cussing,” etc. is backwoods. The proper term is “curse” or “cursing.” That right there tell me something about these thin-skinned gals’ education and why they are so easily perturbed.

Sad news today: Dr. Mark Klein died when he slipped in his shower from all his accumulated bullsh*t. He hit his head, and even though his skull was thick as concrete, it split open and spilled out…..thick greasy fecal material! Not much of a surprise because we all knew he had sh*t for brains, but still, it was an interesting anomaly. There will be no services because even his family can’t stand him and is glad he is gone. He will be missed by no one.

This is just history repeating itself. The Black man was allowed to vote before women. A black man will be allowed to be president of the U.S. before a woman.