Posted on 01/03/2013 6:36:29 PM PST by BenLurkin
39 and sunny. Jake is brilliantly happy in the dog bed in the sunbeam. The byos are not as happy about the situation, but they shouldn’t have been running in the house, should they?
“I’m cold! I’m hungry!” “Call Barack Obama, kid!”
Oh, great—now I have a Sink Centurion neurosis to add to all the other ones.
Do you want “Montreal” or “St. Louis” steak seasoning on yours? Regular, or “25% less sodium”?
What did you think I was feeding six ravenous sons and the odd visiting Siberian Husky - kudzu?
All New!
Floor Centurion!
Guaranteed to kep the byos from running in the house!
Built on the chassis of a tactical entry robot, and programmed with the behavior of a “chase” predator, it instantly detects running in the house and gives pursuit!
You’ll be amazed with the results!
So who exactly has been convinced re: this statecraft jazz? Not you, I’ll wager.
That’s why you let everyone else run afoul of Sink Centurion.
As you laugh and simply load stuff into the dishwasher after giving it a rinse.
We have plenty of pursuit already, thanks. It needs a paralyzer/tractor beam.
Montreal with a side of kudzu, please. Thank you!
As do I! LOL!
Of course, we were “poor” and if it weren’t for the hugh garden, the fruit trees, and the cold storage locker, we would have had some mighty slim meals. As it was, when things got too tight, our “Nanny”* would bake up a batch of seriesly large cinnamon rolls for Saturday night supper, and we would go to bed full. It was only after I was away from home for 20 years that I realized what those cinnamon rolls really meant.
All the more reason to appreciate them.
*The “Nanny” was a Swedish immigrant, and had no family. Since my mother was ill most of her life, this “Nanny” took up the slack in housekeeping and in turn she was provided a place to live.
Built in dual wielded tazer.
You think of everything!
I heard you the first time! LOL! Right now, The Stig is pretty scrawny-looking. The down is coming out first so he looks rather gaunt.
Maybe something like The Scoop in “Soylent Green”?
Not always!
Speaking of statecraft, I’ve been collecting names for candidates to serve on the committee for greeting representatives from Earth.
Bwa-ha-ha!
And we finally have sunshine! But the wind is back. *sigh*
Isn’t it great that the Nannies and Aunties miraculously appear when you need them? (More evidence of The Grand Design.)
Wondered where you were. Figured at church or on a beer run. That sounds incongruent. Anyway, good to see you!
The Stig is perching his scrawny self on the only wooden perch in his cage, looking as if his feathers are permanently ruffled. However, he IS getting some sunbeans, so hopefully, the vitamin D will help him. I miss his singing...
Woops! Gotta close the door...the wind is shifting.
Already fed horse. Now off to do other chores. SYL
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