The site is in French, so I don’t know the history. A friend forwarded this to me. I will warn you that this is extremely upsetting to watch.
The professor is still asleep. I’m hoping he sleeps until Monday. The Kitten is in trouble this time for sure. This is what greeted me when I got up to feed the cats this morning: Even through sleep blurred eyes, I was afraid I knew what it was. Counselor Troy? I dared to look more…
Well, the deed is done. Summer is truly over. I removed the dead and dying morning glory vines from the fencing today. It made me a little sad, and a lot philosophical. A few of the vines had somehow missed being killed by the idiot construction workers and by the hard frosts we had this…
Had my first appointment with the orthopedist Tuesday. He ordered new radiographs and then told me that it wasnât the medial malleolus that was broken â it was the distal tibia re-broken. Although he canât say for sure that I didnât knock a wee chip off the medial as well. Keeping it short and sweet,…
Candle asks if I believed in what the religion quiz handed back to me. My initial answer? “Hell, no.” If it assigned me any religion at all, it had to be wrong. I am not a believer in any God, gods or goddesses, mystical powers, or energy crystals. I just don’t have it in me….
à La Stagione Di Baseball Sopra Tuttavia, Brewster? What language is this anyway? Spanish? Italian?
I have discovered that I just played my 10,001st game of Snood. I lost, if anybody is curious.
Yes. I cried.
Sadly enough I’ve seen something similar. Pardon me while I go into some history of my cat Dusty. Back in ’97 we had a very, very early hard freeze in late September. Ray called me late one afternoon saying that he’d found three kittens that weren’t more than 10 days old in the back of the shop (their eyes weren’t yet open). He’d seen a cat dead in the road by the shop earlier in the day. He called to ask if he could bring them home *rolls eyes*. Like I was going to say no?? Anyway, he got home with them about 15 minutes later. They were so cold they were stiff and their noses and mouths were packed full of dirt from them rooting on the floor trying to find food. We lost one of them almost immediately. The other two, Dusty (her full name is Dusty Q. Popsicle for the above stated reasons)and her sister beat the odds of cellular explosion from rewarming from the hypothermia and all was good for about two and a half weeks. I went in one morning to give them a bottle and saw Dusty kneeding and nuzzling her sister and I thought it was really cute until I got close enough to realize that her sister had passed away in the night. I really think she was trying to revive her and I suspect the cat in the video is doing the same. They probably had run together for years. It’s heartbreaking to watch.