This poor little dog comes over to rest with Ginger all the time. I think he us not only neglected but also abused. He never has a collar, he is covered in fleas and is always out. And the other day when he stopped by for food and water some one snipped the hair on the end of his tail clean off. :( Poor little guy, I have taken him back to the owners but I think this time I will just take him to the pound and put my name down as a potential adoptive parent for the little guy. Daniel already named him Guillermo and he totally answers to it. I feel bad for the poor guy. Stupid owners and their lame kids.
29 July 2009
01 July 2009
It came from Japan and tasted quite fishy. It wasn't bad but I don't think I would choose to buy this as a snack. They had a sweetness to them too to help balance out the fishy taste. Thanks Bryan, it was an excellent taste bud adventure!
And here is a poem a friend of mine wrote for me because I like bananas:
I… AM A BANANA
I AM A BANANA… I LIVE IN A TREE.
I AM A BANANA… ITS GREAT TO BE ME.
LIVING SO FREELY… YELLOW AND SMOOTH,
YELLOW FROM SUN…MY RIPENESS I PROVE.
PLUCKED BY A MONKEY…DEATH I FEEL NEAR,
AS HE PEELS OFF MY SKIN… LIKE A FRESHLY KILLED DEER.
IN THE FORM OF A TURD, I FALL FROM THE SKY,
AND INTO THE GROUND, TO SPROUT I SHALL TRY.
I AM FERTILE AND WET, WITH THE SWEET MORNING DEW,
I REACH FOR THE SKY, AND LIFE STARTS ANEW.