Monday, October 30, 2006
Summore Quotes
The girl who can't dance says the band can't keep time. — Jewish saying
“People unfit for freedom—who cannot do much with it—are hungry for power.” —Eric Hoffer
“The time has come that Christians must vote for honest men, and take consistent ground in politics or the Lord will curse them... Christians have been exceedingly guilty in this matter. But the time has come when they must act differently... God will bless or curse this nation, according to the course Christians take.” —Charles Finney
Friday, October 20, 2006
Paws to Blog
When we discovered she was pregnant (5 days ago), panic set in. For one, she’s a Pekinese, and they’re known for having a lot of problems delivering and usually end up with a cesarean. For two, the sire is over twice her size. For three, the quoted veterinary costs would be outrageous. For four, well, she’s Jemima… nobody could ever imagine her as a little puppy mommy.
But she did it. The poor thing spent all day having babies, and is tuckered out. But no veterinary intervention was called for.
Question: What do you get when you cross a Pekinese with a Pekepoo?
A Pekepekepoo.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
Saying Farewell
Maggie… Good, ol’ Maggie. It’s questionable what the neighborhood’s going to do without the luminous-eyed jersey. The soft shoulder of 170 won’t be seeing her cloven tracks anymore. Mrs. Hugly won’t have to chase a jersey out of her hostas every couple days. The neighboring church potluck is going to be awful boring without a cow crossing the busy highway just to see what could be of interest to her wet black nose.
There won’t be any knocks on the door early Sunday morning by the good Lutheran neighbor who noticed the cow down by Lotts’. Hannah won’t be getting dragged across the field at the end of a lead rope. Dad won’t be donning his hat to walk for miles, helping Hannah locate the cow that decided to take a vacation for a couple days.
As the dreaded black leg disease took over her body she had become listless, skinny and weak. She lost her zest in conquering the fence, which was the first sign of illness. However, she had a strange burst of energy before the end came. She used it well, and died in a place she must’ve dreamed of breathing her last breath: under the fence.
Not sure what we’ll do with ourselves now that we don’t have a cow to try to keep behind a fence. Maybe get a goat.
Deep Thoughts and Some Fun With Evolution
“The human mind is not capable of grasping the Universe. We are like a little child entering a huge library. The walls are covered to the ceilings with books in many different tongues. The child knows that someone must have written these books. It does not know who or how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. But the child notes a definite plan in the arrangement of the books—a mysterious order which it does not comprehend, but only dimly suspects.” —Albert Einstein
Our universe is even more orderly (right down to the atom of everything) than the tidiest of libraries when you consider how long it's been around. It's just that our mind cannot grasp it.
Now for some fun:
I think it's called survival of the smartest.
Thanks to Patriot Post for the quotes