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Or be grouchy and don’t.
Which ironically, is the perfect mood for today.
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This is a tough one for me, but I’d have to say number 7 or 9.
If I’m grouchy it’s probably someone else’s fault…and those faces match my looks of utter disdain for the human race pretty well.
How about you?
Pick a grouch.
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You might even enjoy it.
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Name this a cappella group.
I’ll go first…
The Cameltones.
The King Tut Trio.
Cameltonix.
The Abu Dhabi Transfer.
The Cameltoes. (Yes, I went there.)
🤣
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Now you.
Name the group.
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I know you want to.
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Our pets have always been full fledged family members. And while they’re not allowed on tables, bureaus or kitchen counters… neither is my husband, so fair is fair.
They can sit or sleep on anything we can, as evidenced by the photos of Lord Dudley Mountcatten I just took this morning.
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What can I say?
The cat knows how to relax.
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Needless to say, my answer to the question is a resounding yes.
Are your pets equally as comfortable?
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It won’t hurt your brain.
I promise.
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As much as I enjoy my craft cocktails and beer, if I could only drink one thing it would have to be fresh brewed unsweetened iced tea with a wedge of lemon.
I don’t drink coffee, so tea is my mainstay pick me up. Lower in caffeine and full of healthy antioxidants, I love it and drink it every day regardless of the weather.
How about you?
One beverage, forever.
Go!
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In a time when our country is becoming more and more divided, let me drive the wedge down a little bit deeper.
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The first pet I remember as a child was Hector.
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He was followed by Herman and Henry.
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And Hiram and Hortense.
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Then Hubert and Horace and Harold…
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As well as Herbert.
My parents had a thing for the letter H, what can I say?
When I married my husband he thought he was a dog person, but it didn’t take him long to switch allegiance to Team Cat.
We had Frank.
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And Mr.White.
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And Huffington.
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Who looked very much like Frank but wasn’t.
There was Duchess and Theodore and Pooter ( don’t ask) .
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And Bubba.
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And Sam and a long list of others we’ve loved and lost, ending with our current ruling monarch…
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten.
While there have been occasional dogs at Casa River, I think it’s safe to say my heart is firmly planted in feline soil.
Where do you stand…
Cat or dog?
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You’re here, what else are you going to do?
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Long life.
I’ve lost so many beloved pets over the years I swear my heart will crack in two when I have to say goodbye to another….
So I’d like His Lordship to live twice as long as a normal cat.
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How about you?
What super power would you like your pet to possess.
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Because apparently you have nothing better to do on a Friday.
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I’m 25 for 31.
Though I admit I’ve never even heard of Beartown or Carrie Soto is Back.
How about you?
What’s your number…
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This one will be fun, if you have an imagination.
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It might be the rarely spotted cotton candy hornswabbler.
Or perhaps a Pepto Bismol paddlebeak.
What do you think?
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I’m phoning it in again, but play along anyway.
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13 out of 20 for me.
I’m old, but not cards in the bike spokes or Red Rover old.
😉
How about you…
What’s your total?
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You know the drill.
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For me it’s ketchup.
I’m not a fan in general, and tend to cringe when I see people slather it on eggs, grilled cheese sandwiches and God forbid…. steak.
Burgers and fries? If you have to, though I usually pass.
I’ve seen people use it as a dip for potato chips, put it on their fried fish and top off their bowls of baked beans. For me those are a definite no.
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How about you?
What ruins your dish…
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