Posted by Eddie D Katz
And just what does my Daddy do for me???
-squirts mustard all over my white fur
-drags me away from the fireplace when I'm nice and cozy to go home
-won't cut a hole in the screen for me to escape from
-won't let me chase that pesky dog
-insists that I be his doctor by curing all his illnesses, aches and pains
-gets upset when I poop on the 50 cent coupon that dropped in the litter box
-gets upset when I wake him in the middle of a dream
The list goes on and on, but do I love him? Of course I do. He feeds me.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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