9.29.2008

WHEN I TELL 'EM ROLL UP!

Really, how easy is it to fall out & SHOUT!?! I'd like to see the documentary on our folk and their need to fall out and act a damn donkey every Sunday. Don't forget Religilous drops this week!

9.19.2008

DEAR JACK, IT'S ME TIFFWOMBLE


So I'm omw to work {say nuthin'} and I bend down and have the pleasure of meeting this likkle birdie. No lie, {I can't blame the green}, shortie had real tears in his eyes. Two footsteps ahead of us, his companion had !splat! died on the pavement. The birdie hops on my pants leg and I sooo wanted to take him home and nurse his wounded heart. Now I know my issues run deep, but I have this connection with animals that travels beyond anything I've ever experienced with human contact. After picking him up and placing him safely behind a shrub of black-eyed susans, I couldn't erase this aching. Was it a sign for me to finally take my career in veterinary medicine seriously and treat this writing thing as a hobby? This chance encounter wasn't my first. Since greenness, I've always found, stolen and collected furry friends. There was the time my baby sitter's cat gave birth to a litter and I snuck one home in my gym bag, the time I stumbled upon a rabbit in the middle of the hood, became best friends with my dearest ChiChi, the flame-point Himalayan while attending school in Philly, the ferret who tried to climb into one of my bags the day I packed up and left Philly... the list goes on & on. Amidst the utter craziness and chaos that's going on the in the u.s. of assholes, beauty is truly a doorstep away if you stop & listen.