In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

If you're here for the stories, I started another blog:

One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Seven Left to Go

This cat survived two attempts of euthanization by an animal shelter, so they decided not to go for a third attempt. I'd say the cat earned its life after the first attempt, but then again, I don't run an animal shelter. I don't think I could.


  1. Don't feel like the Lone Stranger - I couldn't either. My sister fosters cats for a no kill outfit - she's got a different cat or three each time I visit. Her karmic account balance has to be pretty decent, I'm thinking.

  2. If I were the ones who adopted that cat I would sleep with one eye open because I'm pretty certain the cat's a zombie.

  3. I wonder if zombie cats, like zombie humans, only have an appetite for their own species that's un-zombified? If so, then you wouldn't have to worry about the cat, unless you have another cat that isn't a zombie.