7 Year old getting Married – Nepali Joke.

Susie Carmichael

Susie Carmichael (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

*** Little Bobby (seven) was in love with Little Susie (same age) who lived next door. One day, Bobby went to Susie’s dad and announced (as seriously as he could), “I’m in love with Susie, and we’re getting married”. Amused, Susie’s dad started asking questions (in the hopes to discourage the idea). Susie’ dad: “Where will you live?” Bobby: “Well, Susie has a playhouse in the back yard, so we’re gonna live there.” Susie’s dad: “How are you going to make money to support her?” Bobby: “Well, Susie gets 75 cents a week, and I get .25 a week.” “That should be more than enough!” Seeing that Bobby was still serious, Susie’s dad asked, “Well, what about children?” Bobby perked up and quickly answered, “Oh, we have that figured out already. Whenever Susie lays an egg, I’m gonna stomp on it!”

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This little kitten was discovered in an old lawn building that belongs to one of my childhood friends. He was found in a cold dark corner alone, his nose was  raw from rooting in the dirt, his eyes were still tightly fused, his umbilical cord was still attached, he was clearly a new born, he was hungry, and he  had obviously been there for a while, but, he was alive.

I happened to call this old friend about two minutes after the kitten was discovered, at the very instant that she was reaching for the phone to call me, they do not enjoy cats (to say the least!)

We have been known to occasionally bottle feed orphan puppies and kittens at our little family pet rescue that we have here in our home in honor of our precious daughter Emmy’s life work and generous, constant dedication to animal welfare volunteerism. Emmy passed away in 2007. Her short life was one of inspirational compassion, she was selflessly dedicated to saving animals at risk from the time she was a toddler up until her passing at age twenty two from a sudden and devastating illness.

This kitten has thrived and she has given me far more than she has taken~This morning she is two weeks old. She is lapping formula from a saucer now between her bottle feedings. Her weight has gone from 4.3 ounces to 9.5 ounces. She will be adopted to her forever home in mid May. She has a wonderful loving forever home waiting for her.

My Evening ~

My Evening


Bark pressed to my face

A solitary grace

An altar with deep roots

Far beneath my boots

My flesh is old I know

But still I need to grow

I’m ever filled with passions

These things get me through the night

I have no shame, for I know that I am right

I will light a bright red candle

I will wait to watch it burn

Then, when no one can hear me

I will scream and I will yearn

Still, I will trudge onward, by now, contented with my pain

Embracing all the trees and crying in the rain~