Wednesday, April 15, 2009
A horrible occurrence
Today, under the guise of “census” I received an item of fundraising and propaganda from the Republican Party. It was a very governmental official looking envelope with “Republican census document enclosed”.
It was a questionnaire in it with instructions on how to fill it out.
I do plan to fill it out and mail it back to cost them money and upset their computers.
I am offended to find such a thing in my mailbox, and am offended that they are using the word census on the envelope. This will confuse the little old lady behind me to the point of a phone call.
And why would they want ME on a mailing list? What a colossal waste of money and trees. This is worse than the live rat my beloved pets presented me with at 3 AM.
It was a questionnaire in it with instructions on how to fill it out.
I do plan to fill it out and mail it back to cost them money and upset their computers.
I am offended to find such a thing in my mailbox, and am offended that they are using the word census on the envelope. This will confuse the little old lady behind me to the point of a phone call.
And why would they want ME on a mailing list? What a colossal waste of money and trees. This is worse than the live rat my beloved pets presented me with at 3 AM.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Where else do I put it?
I was awaken by a large and smelly commotion from a deep and peaceful sleep. My beloved pets, jeffory Springjeans, Gator Katrinason and Beverly Diva was swirling around the bed, toenails clicking, bodies stinking.
When they gathered around my bookshelf/nightstand, I turned on the light. I saw Beverly sitting behinf it in the corner, and I was afraid the dogs had gone berserk and we attacking her, but she was in on it. Jeffory was going full out with his nose at the bottom of the shelf, and beverly was trying to dig under. Here comes Gator to the rescue. He put a mighty paw against the back and pulled, with tiny horror movie screams emitting from below.
Then a rat appears on top of the shelf. I bailed. Much disturbance continued, but I was in the other room.
Trouble is, they lost it. Now what do I do? I don't want to go in there to sleep with a rat, but it's 3 AM.
When they gathered around my bookshelf/nightstand, I turned on the light. I saw Beverly sitting behinf it in the corner, and I was afraid the dogs had gone berserk and we attacking her, but she was in on it. Jeffory was going full out with his nose at the bottom of the shelf, and beverly was trying to dig under. Here comes Gator to the rescue. He put a mighty paw against the back and pulled, with tiny horror movie screams emitting from below.
Then a rat appears on top of the shelf. I bailed. Much disturbance continued, but I was in the other room.
Trouble is, they lost it. Now what do I do? I don't want to go in there to sleep with a rat, but it's 3 AM.
Labels: midnight disasters, pets, ramblings
