in today's ajc: sam-i-am, a golden retriever that got lost during one of the Tampa hurricanes in 2004, showed up in illinois the other day, none the worse for wear and tear---he'd been microchipped, so his owners got him back---"When they were reunited, Sam stepped on her feet and then sat on them, just like always, and still answered to Sam."
meanwhile, hershey enjoys wallowing around in bed till 10 o'clock in the morning
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12/17/2006 10:23:00 AM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
2 comments:
Don't get yer panties in a bunch cuz of my latest "Dead Puppies" blog. It's meant to point out how emotion rather than reason overcomes many jurors. Also, so many puppies that we never see becuz people don't take responsibility for their pets (unlike you and Hersh).
B.
so many puppies that we never see are killed
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