The Doofus cat is stuck on the roof. He does this frequently. Once he's up there, he can't seem to figure out how to get down - he's more than earned his name. Whenever I go out on the porch, he runs to the edge of it, and cries for me to save him. If I try to crawl up on the porch railing and rescue him, though, he runs off. Doofus cat. He wants me to go find the ladder, crawl up on the roof, pick him up, cradle him in my arms, and crawl down with him again. He forgets that I'm afraid of heights. Or else he doesn't care.
The latest issue of the River Journal is uploading to the printer as I type this. I know I've said it before but... I HATE ELECTIONS! Glad this issue is done, and please pick it up and read all about the candidates because it took me hours and hours to put all this together. I'll let you know what I think about this election - after it's over. I'm not a fan of endorsements... it's just me here, and if you're relying on my opinion, you haven't been reading enough about the candidates and issues on your own.
Distribution tomorrow... wish me luck.
1 comment:
well you can certainly tellyou are one of those bleeding heart liberals from all the CAT pictures you put up here. Maybe you better get a dog lady so we can have some evidence you really do live in north Idaho. As for the election, I for one love all the political ads - can't get enough of them - sad to think that in only two weeks they'll just go poof and be gone. But to get back to the subject, is it safe to assume all you cat people will be voting for Karl Dye?
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