Beat This Caption

 

I am not sure they make a dye dark enough to touch up these roots

Monday Question

 

When you can't sit with your parents where is your go to place to sit

Recently Pocket's kitty condo had been brought out for me to use, and I love it in there, especially the jacuzzi

The Ruby Rose Report: The Clock Strikes Back

 

It was Saturday night at 11 PM, and time for bed. Then my mommy said they should adjust the cocks. Having been neutered, I chose to sit out of this endeavor. Then when I saw them playing with the clocks, I realized it was the most confusing time of the year when our tummies are on one time and the world another.

 

We have a clock over the entryway to the kitchen. Daddy had to stand on a chair unsteadily to hang the clock after adjusting it. Apparently, it is as tired of this foolishness as dogs because the clock struck back.

 

It waited until my dad walked into the kitchen. On his way to the living room, the clock jumped from its hook and hit him in the head. The glass shattered into 87 million places. Daddy said a string of words not fit for late-night HBO, then ran over and picked me up. Even half concussed, he knew what was necessary.

 

Mommy came into the living room and saw the carnage. We don't always understand what our parents say, but we get their looks, and this one said, "what a blooming idiot."

 

Mommy grabbed a dustpan and began to sweep up the tiny shards of glass from the bare floor. Daddy got the Swiffer which mommy told him to put away, and bring her the vacuum. While still holding me in his left hand, he selected the steam cleaner. Honestly, I can't make this kind of incompetence up.

 

Mommy told him it was the steam cleaner and sent him to find the vacuum. He then sat on the couch like a kid who broke a lamp, having to watch someone else clean it up.

 

After a half hour, every shard was removed from the floor, and a new clock was ordered, so we went to bed.

 

Prematurely my parents thought the ordeal was over. But when you mess with clocks, you mess with nature, which is tired of humans trying to curb it to their own demands. Last night our living room became the front lines as nature fought against being sent back in time.

 

Beware humans around the world: Clocks are beginning to mount a counter-offensive. They will attack your head and circuit breakers and shut off electrical systems and car computers. When you set back the sundial each fall because it's the only way to measure time, you will remember you brought this on yourselves.

Blogging For Peace

 

we see dark days coming, with freedom in peril.

We animals live in peace, and freely.

When humans become confused they need to look to the animals.

we will show them the way.

 

 

 

 

 

Poetry Thursday

 

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My friends Angel Sammy and Teddy have posted this picture as inspiration for poetry Thursday.

here is our offering 

 

 

Tom was told women ran the house

And for all other things you ignore she who ears the blouse 

He was at a job from nine to five

And when he came home he wanted supper to promptly arrive 

He expected his wife to sit with him a night

One day he got angry and said her problem was not managing time

If all he had to do was housework he would be done 

And then we he got home make his time fun

She made a suggestion

She knew he would accept without question

For one day they would switch roles

And getting done early would be his goal

She came home promptly at five

To find him shaking like he couldn't survive

He begged for help but she would not give him a break

That he knew he had made a mistake

She sat down in triumph, right in the living room

While he continued to vaccuum

Never underestimate a woman's work

Especially if you are a privileged jerk

 

 

 

 

Wordless Wednesday

 

Beat This Caption

 

 

Not only am I riding your horse but I lick your mom on the mouth and she likes it.