Quote of the day...er...week...umm...hey, look, a quote!!

Tibi gratias agimus quod nihil fumas.

It says "...freedom of...", not "...freedom from...".

"It's amazing to me how many people think that voting to have the government give poor people money is compassion. Helping poor and suffering people is compassion. Voting for our government to use guns to give money to help poor and suffering people is immoral self-righteous bullying laziness. People need to be fed, medicated, educated, clothed, and sheltered, and if we're compassionate we'll help them, but you get no moral credit for forcing other people to do what you think is right. There is great joy in helping people, but no joy in doing it at gunpoint." - Penn Jillette







Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Regarding Owly

Because I'm sure the two or three folks who read this are just desperate to know...

I believe the owl may have decided to stay. For four days he's been in his spot in the tree outside our window. Today was windy, and he was holding on for dear life, but he was there. I think he knows I'm watching him - every now and them I swear he looks right in the window and winks at me. He's a flirt!

I haven't gone looking for owl pellets, yet, although I read that they produce several of them each day. I wonder if they freeze well? And if I freeze some, will anyone ever eat anything I've cooked from the freezer again? Hmm...

Today, one of the neighbor's cats paused under the owl tree and looked up. I swear, the cat was thinking "Holy crap, that's the biggest chicken I've ever seen!" I imagine the owl was thinking "Here, kitty, kitty..."

I just thought you'd like to know.

3 comments:

Priscilla Queen of the Jungle said...

I am a first time reader and am very anxious to hear how this owl situation pans out! As far as the owl pellets: cover them with chocolate and you could probably sell them at Whole Foods as an aphrodisiac!

Kyddryn said...

Welcome to my chaos!

Lol...you may be right about he owl pellets!

foolery said...

Oh, that was funny, Priscilla. (smile)

Glad he's sticking around, Kyddryn, and I hope I'm wrong about the screeching part.