Catzillah's Mayhem

Think about it: we can't take liquids on planes because they might be explosives or acid or who knows what. We have to remove our shoes, because they might be shoe bombs. By that horrid logic it only makes sense to screen for b**b bombs.

I really need a slow cooker big enough to fit my turkey breast in! Of course, mine still has its bones. Betcha you could still baste the bejabbers out of it with this mix, though!

Human remembers hearing on TV when she was in college, shortly before the Flood, that the end consumer to which the public schools should target their "product" was the business community. Do industrial drones really need art and geography and natural science? Do they even need to read beyond a bare minimum? No, I'm not advocating this mindset, but hasn't the attitude had its effect?

Okay, and the population of the US is 3.10 x 10 to the 8th, or 310 million. The estimated national debt is 13.8 x 10 to the 13th. That comes out to about 4.45 * 10 to the 5th, or about 450,000 per person. So if every man woman and child in the US kicked in $1.00 per day, and if the budget were strictly balanced, we could pay off the current national debt in twelve and a half years.

My math has to be wrong somewhere, right?

Liking it. But picturing all the stuff that could be shipped air freight or come on with the crew, or... you get the idea. There is no way to make travel of any kind 100% safe.

Not a bad sketch, either, although I think I'd look at the section at the bottom again. It needs something, but then maybe you were going to put the "something" in later.

And three cheers for the Healing Eye!

MyBloggers.com so needs a "like" button!

Wishing them good luck and good sense

I know you do all the normal stuff--keep your garbage in a coyote-proof can and all--but something has to be attracting him. Maybe your neighbors aren't as careful? Or maybe he was running away from something--had there been any great disturbance in your area that morning?

Either way, call DNR if he comes back. They're supposed to relocate "problem" animals, and if he's eating birdseed he probably qualifies. Or go through your county's animal control people--they won't touch him themselves, but they'll call DNR for you.

Disclaimer: years since my human lived in Georgia, and that wasn't in the northeast.

My human used to be a meter reader, and had some experience with dogs.

The Rotties were delightful--they'd come lay their basketballs of heads on the fence to be petted.

The pit bulls were all respectable dogs except for the one that bit her fanny pack off while its owner was telling Human it was her fault for coming in its yard. Dude, that's her job?

The most agressove ones were a pair of dalmations kept in a 20'x20' yard behind an apartment, and she didn't blame them a bit.

Other than that, the only problem she had was when she bent over to hug a Rottie goodbye and its small brown companion bit her on the bicep.

Breed really has nothing to do with it.

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Human used to have a pattern like this, but they doubled the thread for the soles and did seed stitch. She says these look warm.

But she says even the small is too big for a cat

My human loves cranberry sauce; she eats it all year round with pork and poultry. I asked, but she said it wouldn't be good with Fancy Feast.

BTW, any recommendations on what day our little turkey breast should move from the freezer to the fridge to thaw?

Welcome, Ogden, and thanks for the magical visual!

There has SERIOUSLY got to be a better way! I for one will not allow my human to get on a plane until one is found. I get that humans are scared, but I don't think turning air travel into an exercise in humiliation is helping anyone. If we make it hard to get bombs on planes, the bombers will select another target.

Three cheers!

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Is most of the new swelling a reaction to the examination?
Anyway, if fooling around on the puter hurts, don't. Better we worry than you hurt
I would lift my middle finger at medicare on your behalf but I only have four toes. Sorry. The next time I have to go to the box we'll say it's a political act, okay?
Take care of yourself