Rescue; Thank you.
The woman who runs the animal rescue facility who took the newborn kitten we found in the alley, she sent a thank you note to my wife and the girls. She also sent a receipt for the twenty dollars my wife gave her, donation to help care for the cat. Would have liked to give a little more, give what you can, better than nothing. Does not really seem like a rescue, just doing the right thing. Could not, in all good consience, drive off to work, leave the baby kitty to die in the alley. It was just born, eyes closed, cord still attached. Who could leave?
Looking forward to dinner with my wife tonight, she's actually off from work. First weekend night she's had off in two months. She's had a couple Sunday nights off, exactly two. One of those she ended up going in anyway. No buffet this night, going to a nice sit down Italian place, cloth napkins and everything.
When we got married, a friend gave us a complimentary stay in a suite at a five star famous hotel. We walked in the lobby to see guys wearing tux's and white gloves running to carry our bags for us. We were trying to joke around with them, they either didn't get it or were not allowed to laugh. At the check in desk, my wife said, in her best attempt at a southern accent.
"Gee baby, sher is better'n the Motel Six down at Fort Bragg".
I agreed that it was, the humorless clerk behind the counter said nothing, didn't even crack half a grin. We just got worse from there. Once in our room, or rooms 'cause it was a suite, we called down to the desk just to see how everyone was doing. We checked out early the next morning, foregoing the complimentary Continental Breakfast. Went and had chili dogs at our favorite hot dog joint, my wife worked there when she was a kid. If we ever hit the lottery, or achieve some financial success, we are going back to that five star hotel. Stay for a week, drive 'em all nuts and tip 'em all real well. Convince them that it's okay to smile, laugh at our stupid jokes, act like real people. That would be cool. Maybe we'll find a stray dog in the parking lot there, rescue him too.
Looking forward to dinner with my wife tonight, she's actually off from work. First weekend night she's had off in two months. She's had a couple Sunday nights off, exactly two. One of those she ended up going in anyway. No buffet this night, going to a nice sit down Italian place, cloth napkins and everything.
When we got married, a friend gave us a complimentary stay in a suite at a five star famous hotel. We walked in the lobby to see guys wearing tux's and white gloves running to carry our bags for us. We were trying to joke around with them, they either didn't get it or were not allowed to laugh. At the check in desk, my wife said, in her best attempt at a southern accent.
"Gee baby, sher is better'n the Motel Six down at Fort Bragg".
I agreed that it was, the humorless clerk behind the counter said nothing, didn't even crack half a grin. We just got worse from there. Once in our room, or rooms 'cause it was a suite, we called down to the desk just to see how everyone was doing. We checked out early the next morning, foregoing the complimentary Continental Breakfast. Went and had chili dogs at our favorite hot dog joint, my wife worked there when she was a kid. If we ever hit the lottery, or achieve some financial success, we are going back to that five star hotel. Stay for a week, drive 'em all nuts and tip 'em all real well. Convince them that it's okay to smile, laugh at our stupid jokes, act like real people. That would be cool. Maybe we'll find a stray dog in the parking lot there, rescue him too.
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