Good Monday morning, friends! I hope you all had a fun and/or relaxing weekend. Mine? Oh, nothing much … you know, hiked up Mount Everest, paddled down the Amazon … just the same ol’, same ol’. Okay, okay … I did next to nothing! The girls and I did our usual lunch/bookstore trip on Saturday … I took a break from my blog on Saturday, by the way! A whole day without writing a single post! That’s the first time since sometime late 2018, I believe! But, now begins another week, and I’m trying to psych myself into getting back into my household chores routine, because for the past several weeks I have seriously lacked motivation to do more than the absolute essentials.
Anyway, enough of that … there are treats on the table … I have no idea what, since I let Jolly prepare the table, though I baked the treats (you remember how Jolly is in the kitchen!) So, grab a bite and let’s start this week off with some fun!
Note to rawgod: Note that all three plates of bacon are uniquely different. Take whichever you wish, but take only one, please, for the others are for Emily and Larry!
When you go fishing, you expect to catch … er … fish, right? Sure, you might get a surprise by catching a mollusk of some sort, or these days you might well pull up a net full of plastic bottles ‘n such. But what you really do not ever expect to catch is a …That’s right … a bobcat!
Bob Hereford was out fishing on Flathead Lake in Montana, with his wife, son Brett, and the family pooch, when they heard something thrashing around in the water. Bob very carefully steered the boat in the direction of the splashing for a closer look, and there he was, struggling to stay afloat, the little bobcat. Son Brett gently scooped him up in their fishing net, and they drove the bobcat back to shore, releasing him on dry land.Experts say that while bobcats can swim, they typically avoid bodies of water, and they speculate that it is possible an eagle had picked up the bobcat and dropped him over the water. Either way, all’s well that ends well, and this fish story had a happy ending!
It’s no secret that cats like to get ‘in’ things. Leave a cardboard box lying around … before you can turn around, there’s a cat in it … well, if you have cats, that is. When Orange was still alive, his favourite place was the fruit bowl! A laundry basket full of clothes left unattended? There will soon be a cat in it. Every time daughter Chris is packing for a band trip, the cats love getting into her suitcase.Last week, Nick and Voirrey Coole – a couple from Isle Of Man, the United Kingdom – had scheduled their 40th birthday celebrations in New York. When they went through airport security with their carry-on baggage, the security staff repeatedly asked them if that was their bag after it had gone through the scanner, they were puzzled. They had purposely put very little into their carry-ons, for they intended to use them to bring back souvenirs.
The security staff unzipped the bag in question, and out climbed the Coole’s cat, Candy! Nick later posted on Facebook …
“You know that feeling when you get ushered into a side room at airport security because you’ve got a cat in your hand luggage? Candy decided to sneak into our hand bag, thanks Barry and Lorna for picking her up so we can head off on our holiday. Fair play to airport security for helping to get her home so we could catch our flight.”
As one commenter, Richard Lee said, “Cat was obviously thinking, ‘I fits, I sits, I fly’”
How about a few houses, all decked out for the spooky season…
Shay Bradley died earlier this month, and his funeral was held on October 12th in Kilmanagh, Kilkenny, Ireland. As friends and family stood around the grave where the casket had just been lowered, imagine their surprise when, from down in the hole, came a knocking sound and “Hello … hello!” … more knocking … “Hello. Let me out! Where the f*** am I?” … knocking … “Let me out. It’s f***ing dark in here.”
His daughter, Andrea, posted on Twitter …
“It was his dying wish that we played this at his funeral. What a man, to make us all laugh when we were incredibly sad. He was some man for one man. Love you forever Poppabear.”
I think we have time for just a few cartoons …
Alright, folks … time for us all to go forth and be useful … no, Joe, not multiply … you’ve already done your share of that! Oh, but first … how could I forget the cute animal video? This one comes to us courtesy of Colette … she saw it, and knew we would all love it! It’s short, but guaranteed to bring a smile to your face!
And now, we must really go. Jolly and I have so enjoyed spending time with you this morning. Share those smiles, friends … some people seem to have lost their own! Keep safe and have a wonderful week! Love ‘n hugs from Filosofa and Jolly!