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Animal visitation

Spiller said:
Not meaning to come across as ageist or anything, but I'll go for the image of White, when I think of you ;)
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Thank you.
Those are kind words.
I wish I could think of a clever, erudite, & humble way to offer this link in return.
Generally I am a champ at being humble.

Wait---I have it.
"Don't be humble... you're not that great." Golda Meir




 
At my friend K's house there are two kitty cats that make regular visits, Emily and Miss Begonias. Emily is a skinny yet healthy-looking little thing who is what one could call "aggressively affectionate." Quite the attention whore, she is.
 
I remember one night when I was camping out in the living room floor when I was a kid, I was reading by flashlight. One of the few times I ever did it. As I'm laying there, one hand on the floor and keeping the book open, this little house spider came running up, stood on my hand a minute, then ran away. I have giggled about it ever since. I don't know if he just wanted his five seconds in the spotlight, his little spider buddies dared him, or what. But I have fun fantasizing about all the silly little scenarios that lead him to do that.
 
AsheSkyler said:
I remember one night when I was camping out in the living room floor when I was a kid, I was reading by flashlight. One of the few times I ever did it. As I'm laying there, one hand on the floor and keeping the book open, this little house spider came running up, stood on my hand a minute, then ran away. I have giggled about it ever since. I don't know if he just wanted his five seconds in the spotlight, his little spider buddies dared him, or what. But I have fun fantasizing about all the silly little scenarios that lead him to do that.
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Waiting for some Fast Food to flutter by....
 
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