tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23938076.post2596082277125979014..comments2023-10-15T10:48:01.870-04:00Comments on Roxie's World: Blah-grrRoxie Smith Lindemannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06455529922082930949noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23938076.post-19559552696749671922007-08-27T08:36:00.000-04:002007-08-27T08:36:00.000-04:00As an Atlant native (home of the Falcons)... I am ...As an Atlant native (home of the Falcons)... I am with you on this one Roxie. Vick should NEVER be allowed to play professional sports again. He killed dogs... on purpose... for fun. Sorry, but you don't get to get off the hook for that one Michael Vick... not even after going to jail.qtahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01907222771263313661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23938076.post-41670881598886807142007-08-26T17:42:00.000-04:002007-08-26T17:42:00.000-04:00According to my human (who keeps insisting that sh...According to my human (who keeps insisting that she is at some deep level a "terrier person"), terriers are SUPPOSED to be more or less aloof, and any terrier who doesn't feel entitled isn't paying attention. So what do you think happened? Can't Rove tell the difference between a terrier and, say, a lab? Or a blab (http://members.petfinder.org/~MD149/Blab.html), aka blabbus americanus. But then, what did you expect from TurdBlossom Antiamericanus? We can only imagine what Barney had to put up with ("Hey, George, you got a new dog! Say, what is this, some kind of, uh, one of those, uh, labrador retrievers or something? C'mere, boy! Give Uncle Karl a kiss. C'mon, boy! Shake! Shake! Hey, whatsamatter? Can't you shake? C'mon, ALL dogs love Uncle Karl!"). It's enough to put even a beagle off his kibble. And we can only imagine Barney's relief when Karl said he was out the door for good.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23938076.post-82592144424858757552007-08-26T08:51:00.000-04:002007-08-26T08:51:00.000-04:00A poem on the demise of summerby Emily Dickinson(S...A poem on the demise of summer<BR/>by Emily Dickinson<BR/><BR/>(Standardized punctuation, faithful content, public domain version)<BR/><BR/>THE GENTIAN weaves her fringes, <BR/>The maple’s loom is red. <BR/>My departing blossoms <BR/>Obviate parade. <BR/> <BR/>A brief, but patient illness,<BR/>An hour to prepare; <BR/>And one, below this morning, <BR/>Is where the angels are. <BR/> <BR/>It was a short procession — <BR/>The bobolink was there, <BR/>An aged bee addressed us, <BR/>And then we knelt in prayer. <BR/> <BR/>We trust that she was willing —<BR/>We ask that we may be. <BR/>Summer, sister, seraph,<BR/>Let us go with thee! <BR/> <BR/>In the name of the bee <BR/>And of the butterfly <BR/>And of the breeze, amen!<BR/><BR/>---<BR/>RutgersAlumnaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23938076.post-30342931889777357062007-08-25T14:48:00.000-04:002007-08-25T14:48:00.000-04:00And a hearty how-do to you, DEB. I'm glad all the...And a hearty how-do to you, DEB. I'm glad all the humans have returned to their home (data) ports and are tending to their weeds, their syllabi, and other pressing realities. Labor Day is just around the corner, after all!Roxie Smith Lindemannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06455529922082930949noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23938076.post-53637659970135786152007-08-25T14:27:00.000-04:002007-08-25T14:27:00.000-04:00It's way too hot to comment, but welcome back to t...It's way too hot to comment, but welcome back to the Moms. Glad you've found a cool spot on the floor, Rox!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com