I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it with four cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
But WAIT! You got to enjoy the sun--finally! And for the record, I made the comment some where along the weekend that I wish we had a little kiddie pool that I could fill up and sit in, so you did one thing that I didn't.
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But WAIT! You got to enjoy the sun--finally! And for the record, I made the comment some where along the weekend that I wish we had a little kiddie pool that I could fill up and sit in, so you did one thing that I didn't.
When I'm too lazy to walk to the creek to cool off, I sit in the kiddie pool. Tough life.
Oh! Oh! And I got chased by a DUCK down at the creek this weekend, so there's that.
QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK!
I bet that was priceless to watch.
Watch out, BNG, or there'll be a duck-shaped package in the mail ... QUACK!
:oO
That is my look of astonishment, or fear.
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