One of our cats mourned every loss. When my daughters moved out, he quit eating. When my husband moved out, he quit eating. When the dog died, he quit eating. When his best buddy cat died, he quit eating. When the new bet buddy died, he quit eating. He was part Maine Coon, and once weighed 25 pounds. When he died, he weighed 9. He was the sweetest, most loving cat I've ever known.

This was a really interesting article. It's a great argument for miscegination.

Hooray for them both. I have a special love for red tabbies, too.

Thanks, Ms. C. Arizona...

Oh, yeah. Almost makes me want to sell up and move to Oz in hopes that I could have my own koala.

I didn't see anything about the guy who shot the live rounds being arrested. Is that because Arizona?

Very interesting. Thanks!

Of course. They're golden retrievers, possibly the nicest of all dog breeds.

That's terrific! As a former teacher in South Central Los Angeles and Compton, I know the kids are capable of doing great things. I had students who went to Berkeley, UCLA, UC Riverside, and many other great schools. Unfortunately, too many people give up on kids who haven't had much of a chance instead of doing their level best to help.

Classic! I'll bet those cubs were scared to death, and the dog can feel immensely proud to have defended his/her home so very well.

My dad was in the Navy during WWII, and loved Popeye. I loved spinach then, and I still do.

Somehow my crazy family seems pretty normal after reading this.

If she wants it like the original, is she going to get the wasp waist and large bosoms to go with it?

Sounds like the slam books we had when I was young.

How dumb can you get?