Category: Dogs and (grudgingly) cats
No description needed. Dogs are life. Cats are also necessary on the Internet.
Mostly good news, analysis, or “lite” stuff today.
- She’s yours, women, says Scott Adams. And you can damn well have her.
- You probably heard about Minnesota’s very Dem governor proclaiming ObamaCare no longer affordable. Here’s a bit of analysis on the backstory and why MN may be the first domino to fall.
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Sigh. It’s that time of year in the coastal NorthWET. Summer wasn’t sterling. Late August brought early foreshadowings of the rainy season. But on October 1, somebody flipped the rain switch. We actually got a little break from 24-hour-a-day rain this week. Sun yesterday, even. Not until Thursday was the deluge due back — and due in a big, big way. But now Wunderground says forget today. That big solid blue band? That’s something well beyond a few days of unpleasant dog-walking.: For this area, these are big, big rain totals. Unlike what you guys in the semi-tropics or the…
Another example of history rhyming. Until new polls come out, we can’t know (and actually we can’t know until the v*tes are counted, assuming — yeah, big assumption — that they’re counted honestly), but the very smart Nate Silver examines whether Trump is really torpedoed this time. Unlike all the other times the media predicted his electoral demise. OTOH, Clinton, Comey and company would be in far worse trouble in a just world. Five times evolution “ran backward.” This is only one small example of how self-driving cars will spy on their occupants. But in the good news department, a…
Three days without Ava. As a special treat for myself, I dropped Her Royal Highness Princess Ava Prettypaws off at Furrydoc’s this morning. Ava is the most willing and loyal dog I’ve ever had. That girl lives to please. But along with that package of goodness comes extreme clinginess, hyper-vigilance, constant attention-seeking, and a seeming belief that every time I so much as twitch a muscle I’m either going to a) take her on a glorious adventure; b) feed her; c) throw a toy for her; or d) heartlessly abandon her in cruel Dickensian style. I literally can’t shift my…
You might recall that late last winter I stumbled upon a most touching doggie grave in the woods. (More photos at the link.) Isabelle Boothe (of various spellings) had died only a few days earlier. It said so on the marker. And a whole family of children had written and drawn their goodbyes. The plastic-protected mementos fastened to the cross also included photos of the beloved dog returning from a victorious hunt and more. All in all, a great act of love by a family for their too-soon-dead pet. I’ve visited the grave many times since then, saying my hellos…