Saturday, February 18, 2012

183 people.

Where you are all from.
Pearl's been doing some analysis of blog readership yesterday. Her dew claws were flying every which way, and she says 183 people read my open letter to the Champaign County Humane Society. I feel kinda weird about that. I mean, I know it was an "open letter," but it's kinda like hanging out your dirty laundry for others to see.

I'm not sure what that means exactly, Abe uses that expression all the time when talking about Pearl and me behind our tails, but it's not like we're supposed to know what it means. Like when he speaks to Elle in Spanish. Come on, dude. Do you think you're that clever? Hola, chico. ¿Tienes problemas? Idiota. Falls Sie sich gefragt haben, funktioniert es auch in deutscher Sprache. Shrug. You can't fool us.

Anyway, I've been part of the family and everything for almost a year, and now that CCHS listed the post on their Facebook page, it's like everybody knows I've dumped them.  What's the point of a Dear John letter if there's no anonymity? Isn't there any privacy on the web these days?

What? Pearl has reminded me that I signed the letter. Whatever. Well, the cat's out of the bag. Hey, there's another one, an idiomatic expression. Has anyone honestly seen a cat in a bag before? Maybe a cat in a hat, but never a bag. Mostly, I see them out in the neighborhood when on a walk or something. You mean they actually live in bags? Now I feel bad. I just assumed they lived in houses and had couches to claw to death and stuff.

Well, now you know I've dumped CCHS, but it really is for the better. They've got more room in their hearts to care for others like Katie.


She seems like a good friend. Abe and Elle are talking about visiting her just to see. You never know with those two. Pearl and I may end up with a new friend.

Anyway, have a good week!
Trying to distract Abe at his desk. Hehe!

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