GARAGE SALE

This is my cat Garage and he is for sale at a low price of free.

He just appeared one day in our garage and he is still there. He makes frequent trips inside the house thru our doggie door. He's a nice cat but our cat does not like him. He started out as princess garage cat until a visit to vet where it was revealed to us that he is not a princess but a prince.

He's a long hair cat. OK!

I don't want to take him to the pound.

We will probably be stuck with him.

I think my mother's curse has been passed down to me.

We used to joke that stray animals would give out our address to other stray animals.

It would sound something like this - You go to this place and they will take real good care of you until you get back on your paws.

TRUCK BEDS vs. LITTERBUGS

Litterbug - Where does this term come from?

Actually the word litterbug was a play on the word jitterbug back in the late 40s in an ad for the New York Transit Authority

Thank you Cliff Clavin

One of my pet peeves is littering but I think people throwing trash in their truck beds   bothers me more. I guess it makes the person feel better that they didn't throw the trash on the ground but eventually it makes it there.

I understand they don't want the trash in their truck but can't it wait until they get to a place with a trashcan. I don't want their trash on the ground making everything look trashy. I guess the truck bed trash heaps bother me more because they are trying to get away with something.

At least the litterbugs put it all out there. (No pun intended) Look at me I'm an idiot who doesn't care what my city looks like.

The TBTH people say will I threw it away. (I really have never heard anybody say that but I bet that if you caught them in the act that this is what they would say) Whatever happens after that is not my fault. (If I ever heard someone say that which I haven’t ooh I would be somewhat upset.)  

I guess what I’m saying is don’t litter and that includes your truck bed.

Don’t get me started on people talking on cell phones while smoking, driving and throwing trash in the back of their truck bed with their radio so loud it makes my car shake.  

A gift from Garage

This Christmas, our cat Garage brought in a gift for us. It was a live bird. I heard it in our dining room and then it flew towards the entertainment center when I got over to save it from the cat it flew towards the screen door, which was not open, and it crashed. Then I ran over to let it out before the dogs got to it. Ojoe (our dog) got there at the same time that I did so I stopped her from getting the bird when Maggie (our other dog) came over to see what was going on which made Ojoe mad.

OK! Let's take a break.


Now here I am trying to let this bird out who has blood on it and probably has a slight concussion while trying to prevent the dogs from getting the bird and each other. Susan is finally able to come over and open the door and out went the bird. First, it was stumbling but finally it was able to regain composer and fly off to safety to our neighbor’s driveway where a big white cat jumped out and ate it.


Yes that's right after all of that the bird became a Christmas meal.

It was like one of those wildlife shows where they show the little animal being attack by the bigger animal in slow motion.

I believe it was that bird’s time to go and I guess that big white cat must have been good this year.        

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRAMPS!

I hope you had a happy birthday!