Some of the Animals in my Life

Oh what to do, Rocky has found a new fear, and a peculiar one if you ask me. He has become tense around the recently used fireplace. It has been a treat to have one through this blistery winter, but rocky doesn't appreciate the crackle of the fire one bit.

I thought he would love it, maybe even sleep by it, but I was wrong. My first cat I ever had, her name was Malachi, loved to sleep near fireplaces and the vents around the house. We called it 'sunbathing,' because she would stretch out and warm up her little furry body. I would get worried at times because she would literally feel like a burning log next to the fireplace. She was like a baby turkey sausage roasting herself by the fire.

Oh memories. Malachi was sweet cat and I miss her dearly. Her death was very sad, mostly because a little boy mishandled her and killed her. Tragic and scary I know, but be glad you didn't witness the state she was in after it had happened. I can only hope that little boy (he was only 5) got some help, because many children that torture animals develop more aggressive problems in the future.

I had no Sarcasm Saturday last week, because to be truthful, not one of my guests or other people I run into in life were rude to me. Must have been an off week. I'm only kidding about the off week. God must have been blessing me with a stress-free work week.

Thank God for his many blessings. It is Lent right now, and maybe that helped my feeling to restrain myself from being sarcastic last week.

Enjoy this gloriously cold day (it's cold over here at least) and be sure to watch The Office tonight.

More fine things to come...

- Farah