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THE TOP NINE
REASONS WHY DOGS
CAN'T USE COMPUTERS
1. CAN'T STICK
THEIR HEADS OUT OF WINDOWS 98.
2. FETCH COMMAND NOT AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS.
3. TOO DIFFICULT TO "MARK" EVERY WEBSITE THEY VISIT.
4. CAN'T HELP ATTACKING THE SCREEN WHEN THEY HEAR,
"YOU'VE GOT MAIL!"
5. STILL WAITING FOR THE DOGGIE DOOR TO OPEN.
6. THREE WORDS: CARPAL PAW SYNDROME.
7. BECAUSE DOGS AREN'T GEEKS, CATS, ON THE OTHER HAND...
8. SALIVA-COATED MOUSE IS DIFFICULT TO MANEUVER.
9. NO TAIL-WAG ICON FOR ONLINE CHATTING.
DON'T
MOVE
A TRUE
STORY
THIS WAS SENT TO ME
BY MY FRIEND RON. I THOUGHT THAT IT WAS WORTHY
FOR TID-BITS. IT WAS WRITTEN BY ANDREA PREZIOTTI AND IT ONLY PROVES
WHAT A LOT OF US ALREADY KNOW.
TIGGERS A HANDFUL, JUST
LIKE HIS NAMESAKE. IN THE 6 YEARS HE'S BEEN
PART OF OUR FAMILY, HE HAS BROUGHT US MUCH JOY, FRUSTRATION,
LAUGHTER AND LOVE. ESPECIALLY LOVE.
MY DAD WAS AVERSE TO HAVING A CAT IN THE HOUSE BUT MY MOM AND
I WERE ADAMANT THAT TIGGER WAS HERE TO STAY. WHEN HE FIRST
ARRIVED TIGGER WAS MERELY THE SIZE OF A POCKET BOOK. TODAY
HE WEIGHS IN AT 15 POUNDS WITH A STOMACH THAT SWAYS AS HE
SWAGGERS FROM ROOM TO ROOM. HE SLEEPS AT THE FOOT OF MY
BED EVERY NIGHT AND WAKES ME IN THE MORNING.
TIGGER LOUNGES IN THE BATHROOM AS I TAKE A SHOWER AND WAITS
AT THE HEAD OF THE STAIRS TILL I'M READY TO GO DOWN FOR
BREAKFAST. EVEN WHEN MY PARENTS GO DOWN FIRST, TIGGER WAITS
FOR ME. SKIPPING DOWN THE STAIRS TOGETHER, HE RACES ME TO THE
KITCHEN. HE MAKES ME FEEL LIKE A LITTLE KID. OUR RELATIONSHIP
IS VERY SPECIAL AND ENDEARING.
DAD'S OPINION OF TIGGER HAS CHANGED OVER THE YEARS. THEY SPEND
A LOT OF QUALITY TIME TOGETHER THESE DAYS. HE'S EVEN CHARMED
MY BROTHER AND HIS WIFE. I THINK WE ALL SEE HIM AS PART OF THE
FAMILY NOW.
THIS PAST YEAR MY MOM WAS DIAGNOSED WITH LUNG CANCER.
THROUGHOUT THE LAST 11 MONTHS TIGGER WAS ESPECIALLY
CARING. IN THE TOUGHEST MOMENTS, HE WOULD COME OVER TO
ME AND REST HIS HEAD ON MY LAP, RUB HIS CHUNKY BODY AGAINST
MY LEG AND PERFORM THE KITTY MARCH (KNEADING ME WITH HIS
FRONT PAWS) ON MY STOMACH. HE WAS GOOD TO MY MOM TO.
GIVING HER EXTRA ATTENTION WITH KISSES AND SPECIAL NUDGES
ALL THEIR OWN. MOM WOULD RUB THE TOP OF HIS NOSE AND HE WOULD
PURR SO LOUDLY. WHEN THE CANCER WORSENED, MOM WAS MOVED
TO A HOSPITAL BED IN THE LIVING ROOM. TIGGER WOULD LIE AT THE
FOOT OF THE BED IN THE DAYTIME AND WARM HER FEET. HE SEEMED
TO TRY EXTRA HARD TO NOT STAY UNDERFOOT WITH THE REST OF THE
FAMILY AND WOULD SIT NEAR DAD AS HE READ THE PAPER AND WORKED
ON MEDICAL BILLS.
THIS PAST SATURDAY, TIGGER SEEMED RESTLESS. THE DAY WAS FILLED
WITH LOTS OF ACTIVITY, AND MANY VISITORS FOR MOM. IT WAS A
ROUGH DAY. MOM WOULDN'T TAKE ANY FOOD OR DRINK. SHE HARDLY
RECOGNIZED ANYONE THERE AND WAS UNABLE TO SPEAK OR SHOW
ANY KIND OF EXPRESSION. TIGGER STAYED NEARBY THE WHOLE DAY.
THAT NIGHT AFTER A VALIANT BATTLE WITH CANCER MOM DECIDED
TO LET GO. I WAS THE ONE TO FIND HER AND AFTER TELLING MY DAD,
I NEEDED TO HUG TIGGER IN THE WORST WAY. HE WAS NOWHERE TO
BE FOUND. SOMETIME DURING MY MOM'S LAST HOUR, HE HAD
DISAPPEARED. I SEARCHED EVERYWHERE IN ALL HIS FAVORITE HIDING
PLACES, BUT TO NO AVAIL. STANDING IN THE UPSTAIRS HALLWAY I
HEARD A FAINT JINGLE IN THE SPARE ROOM. I WALKED IN AND LOOKED
UNDERNEATH THE CHESTS. FINALLY I FOUND HIM BURROWED BENEATH
THE SUMMER CLOTHES IN THE BACK OF THE CLOSET. HE REFUSED TO
MOVE. I'M CONVINCED HE KNEW SHE WAS ON HER DEATHBED, THAT
SHE WAS ABOUT TO LEAVE US. HE STAYED AWAY SO MY MOM, DAD AND
I COULD HAVE ONE FINAL MOMENT TOGETHER. ALL THOSE STORIES
AND ARTICLES I'VE HEARD AND READ ABOUT PETS HAVING A SIXTH
SENSE AND KNOWINGNESS ABOUT THEM -- A PART OF ME HAS ALWAYS
BELIEVED IT, BUT NOW I KNOW FIRSTHAND THAT IT'S TRUE. THEY REALLY
ARE AWARE OF WHAT'S GOING ON AND MAKE CONSCIOUS DECISIONS
FOR WHAT THE BETTER OF THE FAMILY. EVERY DAY I TELL TIGGER
JUST HOW MUCH HE'S HELPED ME THROUGH THOSE LAST DAYS. I KNOW
ALL THOSE PET OWNERS OUT THERE HAVE A SPECIAL CONNECTION
WITH THEIR LOVED PET KNOW EXACTLY HOW I FEEL.
REPRINTED
WITH PERMISSION OF THE AUTHOR. ANY COMMENTS, HER EMAIL ADDRESS IS: and_prez@yahoo.com
AUSTRALIAN
GRASSHOPPERS A TEXAN LANDS IN
SYDNEY, AND IS PICKED UP BY A TAXI. AFTER REQUESTING A
A TOUR OF THE CITY, HE STARTS INTO A TIRADE ABOUT THE SMALL TOWN
AIRPORT AND HOW IN TEXAS THEY HAVE LARGER RUNWAYS ON THE RANCHES.
THEY ARE SOON CROSSING THE SYDNEY HARBOR BRIDGE, AND THE TEXAN
IS FURTHER UNIMPRESSED, "I HAVE A DUCK POND BITTER THAT THAT
HARBOR,
AND AN ORNAMENTAL BRIDGE TO SPAN IT THAT MAKES THIS LOOK LIKE A
TOY."
THE SYDNEY-NEWCASTLE EXPRESSWAY ALSO GETS HIS SCORN, "IS THIS
A
ROAD, OR A TRACK. SO WHEN A KANGAROO JUMPED OUT IN FRONT OF THE CAB,
CAUSING A SUDDEN AND SEVERE APPLICATION OF THE BREAKS, THE DRIVER
COULDN'T HELP HIMSELF,
"STUPID
GRASSHOPPERS!"
~THIS
OLE CAT~
IM GETTING
OLD IN YEARS, MY COAT IS TURNING GRAY.
MY EYES HAVE LOST THEIR LUSTER, AND HEARINGS JUST OK.
I SPEND MY WHOLE DAY DREAMING OF CONQUEST IN MY PAST,
LYING NEAR A SUNNY WINDOW WAITING FOR ITS WARM REPAST.
I REMEMBER OUR FIRST VISIT, I WAS COMING TO YOU FREE,
HOPING YOU WOULD TAKE ME IN AND KEEP ME COMPANY.
I WASN'T YOUNG OR HANDSOME, TWO YEARS I'D ROAMED THE STREETS,
THERE WERE SCARS UPON MY FACE, I HOBBLED ON MY FEET.
I COULD SENSE YOUR DISAPPOINTMENT AS I LEFT MY PRISON CAGE.
OH I HOPED YOU WOULD ACCEPT ME AND LOOK BEYOND MY AGE.
YOU TOOK ME WITHOUT PITY, I ACCEPTED WITHOUT SHAME.
THEN YOU GREW TO LOVE ME, AND I ADMIT THE SAME.
I HAVE SHARED WITH YOU YOUR LAUGHTER, YOU HAVE WET MY FUR WITH TEARS.
WE'VE COME TO KNOW EACH OTHER THROUGHOUT THESE MANY YEARS.
JUST ONE MORE HUG THIS MORNING BEFORE YOU DRIVE AWAY,
AND KNOW I'LL THINK ABOUT YOU THROUGHOUT YOUR BUSY DAY.
THE TIME WE'VE LEFT TOGETHER IS A TREASURED TIME AT THAT,
MY HEART IS YOURS FOREVER. I PROMISE . . . THIS OLD CAT.
dedicated to Jo Johnson and "Victor"
SOAP
AND WATER
A
MINISTER WAS ASKED TO DINNER BY ONE OF HIS CHURCH MEMBERS.
HE KNEW SHE WAS A BAD HOUSEKEEPER BUT AGREED. WHEN HE SAT
AT THE TABLE HE NOTICED THAT THE DISHES WERE THE DIRTIEST
HE HAD EVER SEEN IN HIS LIFE. "WERE THESE DISHES EVER WASHED?"
HE ASKED THE HOSTESS, RUNNING HIS FINGERS OVER THE GRIT AND
GRIME. SHE REPLIED, "THEY'RE AS CLEAN AS SOAP AND WATER COULD
COULD GET THEM." THE MINISTER FELT A BIT UNCOMFORTABLE, BUT
BLESSED THE FOOD ANYWAY AND STARTED EATING. IT WAS DELICIOUS
AND HE SAID SO, DESPITE THE DIRTY DISHES. WHEN DINNER WAS OVER,
THE HOSTESS TOO THE DISHES OUTSIDE AND YELLED, "HERE SOAP!
HERE WATER!"
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PLAYING
FIREMAN
A FIREMAN LOOKED OUT THE
FIREHOUSE WINDOW AND NOTICED A LITTLE
BOY PLAYING ON THE SIDEWALK. HE HAD SMALL LADDERS HUNG ON THE
SIDE OF HIS LITTLE RED WAGON, AND A GARDEN HOSE COILED UP IN IT.
HE WAS WEARING A FIREMAN'S HAT. HE HAD THE WAGON TIED TO HIS DOG,
THE FIREMAN THOUGHT THIS WAS REALLY CUTE, SO HE WENT OUT AND
TOLD THE LITTLE BOY WHAT A GREAT LOOKING FIRE TRUCK HE HAD. AS HE
DID, HE NOTICED THAT THE DOG WAS TIED TO THE WAGON BY HIS TAIL.
THE FIREMAN SAID, "SON, I DON'T WANT TO TELL YOU HOW TO RUN YOUR
FIRE COMPANY OR ANYTHING, BUT I THINK IF YOU WOULD TIE THAT ROPE
AROUND THE DOG'S NECK YOU WOULD GO WAY WAY MUST FASTER."
"MAYBE SO," SAID THE LITTLE BOY, "BUT
THEN I WOULD LOSE MY SIREN!"
THERE HAS TO BE A LESSON
HERE!
EVER HAVE
MOLES DIG UP YOUR YARD?
WELL HERE'S YOUR CHANCE TO "GET EVEN"
TO:
TOM'S TIDBITS READERS
FROM: NAY-NAY
SUBJECT: PURRS, MEOWWS AND THANKS TO YOU
Hi to all you wonderful followers of my friend Tom's Tidbits &
Wildlife
Help Site.
My name is Nay-Nay and dear Tom told you about my plight and adoption in
Tidbit's #20.
It is now 12 days later and I'm doing much better. I have met many
wonderful human beings since those sweet kids found me lying in a cold,
wet ditch and found it in their little hearts to pick me up and take me
to my new parents. I spend the first 4 days in the hospital where
Dr.
Symms and his nurses took real good care of me. I didn't
particularly
like those needles and stuff, but they were nothing compared to what my
last humans did to me before dumping me. I still don't know what I
did
to make them hate me so much.
I have been eating pretty good since the new Meoom and Daad brought me
home and have gained a whole pound. My new home is warm and I have
a
big sunroom with lots of windows to look out and a bed with soft, soft
blankets to sleep on. It's so much nicer than hiding under houses
and
bushes and eating rotten stuff when I could find it.
They have got to keep me in here by myself until I am strong enough to
play with my new 8 big kitty brothers and BOY, are they big. But
she
comes in all the time to doctor and cuddle me and sometimes wraps me up
and I sit with them in the living room with the rest of my family.
That's fun too.
But I am still SAD, because I met a lot of other kitties and doggies
that were thrown out just like me; and I know most them are not going to
be as "lucky" as I was. A lot of people had looked at me
in that awful
ditch and walked on by before these kids found me. Me and the
Meeom cry
together and pray for them.
When I get e-mail from other kind people like Tom, Meeom, Nancy, her
mother, Sue, Peggi Sue, Melissa, Marti, Debbie, Linda and Rosie, she
cries more. But she explained that they are tears of joy for the
furkitties and woof-doggies they rescued and adopted just like me.
Many purrrs and thanks for your prayers.
Please help me by spreading the word about spaying and neutering your
pets and help in any other way you can with money, blankets, and food
for real shelters in your area. And please, let's not forget our
wildlife friends. They need help desperately too.
Thank you all.
My love to you,
Nay-Nay
GOT
SOME EXTRA TIME? HERE'S A FEW
THINGS TO LOOK AT AND PLAY.
TOSS THE COW (BUT DON'T HURT HIM)
CLICK
Thanks Annette
THE
COWBOY WITHOUT A HORSE
A COWBOY RODE INTO
TOWN AND STOPPED AT A SALOON FOR A DRINK. UNFORTUNATELY, THE LOCALS
ALWAYS HAD A HABIT OF PICKING ON STRANGERS,
WHICH HE WAS. WHEN HE FINISHED HIS DRINK, HE FOUND HIS HORSE HAD
BEEN STOLEN. HE WENT BACK INTO THE BAR, HANDILY FLIPPED HIS GUN INTO
THE AIR, CAUGHT IT ABOVE HIS HEAD WITHOUT EVEN LOOKING AND FIRED A
SHOT INTO THE CEILING.
"WHICH ONE OF YOU SIDEWINDERS STOLE MY HORSE?!?!?!" HE YELLED
WITH
SURPRISING FORCEFULNESS. NO ONE ANSWERED. "ALRIGHT, I'M
GOING HAVE
ANOTHER BEER, AND IF MY HORSE ISN'T BACK OUTSIDE BY THE TIME I FINISH,
I AM GOING TO DO WHAT I DONE IN TEXAS! AND I DON'T LIKE TO HAVE DO WHAT
I
DID IN TEXAS!" SOME OF THE LOCALS SHIFTED RESTLESSLY. THE MAN, TRUE
TO HIS WORD, HAD ANOTHER BEER,
WALKED OUTSIDE, AND HIS HORSE HAD BEEN RETURNED TO THE POST.
HE SADDLED UP AND STARTED TO RIDE OUT OF TOWN, THE BARTENDER
WANDERED OUT OF THE BAR AND ASKED, "SAY PARTNER, BEFORE YOU GO...
WHAT
HAPPENED IN TEXAS?" THE COWBOY TURNED BACK AND SAID, "I HAD TO
WALK
HOME."
(THANKS MAMADAR)
~IF
LOOKS COULD KILL~
WELL
FOLKS THAT'S IT FOR TID-BITS 21. I HOPE YOU
ENJOYED IT AND IT BROUGHT A LITTLE SMILE ON YOUR
FACE. WE NEED TO DO THAT MORE OFTEN.
AGAIN, WE WILL
BE LEAVING ON THE 5TH OF MAY FOR THE GREAT
HOUSEBOAT GETAWAY. MY WIFE HAS 6 SEMI TRUCKS LOADED FOR
THE TRIP. I KEEP TELLING HER THAT IS IS ONLY FOR 7 DAYS. IT WILL
TAKE US ONE DAY JUST TO UNLOAD THEM. OH WELL. WISH US LUCK.
I HOPE TO DO ALLOT OF PICTURE TAKING AND MOST IMPORTANT
FISHING!
I LOVE TO CATCH
FISH BUT I THROW THEM ALL BACK AS I BELIEVE IN CATCH AND RELEASE
PROGRAM. WHEN WE GET HOME I INTEND TO
BORE EVERYONE TO TEARS WITH THE PICTURES. WISH US LUCK READERS.
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