Soon to be released—Hot on the Cat Lady’s Roof.
His head never hit the floor, though. Maybe all that fur was an advantage.
Our first sheltie would sneeze on command. It was a great party trick, especially when done in combination— Benny, sit down and sneeze.
That may be, but I can’t eat them. Maybe that’s good. It leaves more for you and other ripe banana lovers.Honeycrisp apples, on the other hand…
Adjustable ‘bunny ears’ for the big screen?
Earl needs to bustle out of there.
When I was an auto damage appraiser, I had an office in a company issued van. Pros and cons, but it did use a lot of gas in order to keep it heated in the winter, and cooled in the summer (otherwise the computer didn’t work so well.)
One anecdote (I have plenty.) I actually got rear-ended in my office once. While I was legally parked in a parking space, someone backed out of a space across the aisle from me, and accelerated into the back of my van. Still, I would have been fine if I hadn’t been standing up reaching for a file when the van was hit. I got tossed over the center console into the back seat.
Reminds me of a friend who told a potential thief “I don’t have time for this.” Then she stepped off the curb and wove through traffic, leaving him flummoxed.
Shaming, for any type of impulse control problem, rarely has a positive effect. Shaming tends to diminish a person’s self esteem, and that often makes the problem they have worse.