Life is bigger...

I don't intend to go on about what happened in Orlando.  My first thought was that maybe those "minority groups" on the left- particularly the LGBTs and the Hispanics- would now realize that Islam is NOT their friend.  However, I soon saw a retweet from an ESPN reporter babe (surprised, anyone?)  who said, "When do we stop telling the rest of the world what is wrong with it, while not looking at what is wrong with us?"

To which I replied, " Shooter was a second generation Afghan, listening to terrorists from the middle east, possibly trained by them. HOW is this on Americans?"

So I guess the answer is, that ISIS is allowed to kill liberals with impunity until they are all gone.  Or, as another wiser (and older) man said, when I asked if it might wake them up...


" It won't, because we are outnumbered by profoundly stupid people."

And in an era where shootings like this regularly are blamed on the right, the GOP, the NRA, and the Christians, one notes that a Democrat constituency was slaughtered by a registered Democrat, and an activist judge ignored pleas by prosecutors to keep the "Imam" he followed- himself a former bank robber who "found Allah"- in jail; and we are told, and I quote someone who commented on a friend's post:



"... give it up, now is not the time for politics."


The hypocrisy is strong with this bunch.  But like I said, not here to share a bunch about that.  Lets look at happy stuff from this weekend.

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You might have to click on it, but this is Jupiter and the Moon.

And, Jupiter and a bat.

And Mars.

And Scrappy, pulling so hard into the tall grass that he popped his hip out again and had to call Mommy to come get us.

That was Friday night.  Saturday....

 Our story centers around a gallant attempt to help a fellow blogger.  Because of a string of events that I will not elucidate any further than, "I knew there was a reason Scrappy and I don't get along with Jack Russell terriers", I tried- and failed- to find a foster home for Miss Dixie, above.  However, all was not lost, for two reasons.  One of those was that we got to meet a family whom I've known virtually for a long time, including three great kids-

To protect privacy, we'll call them Mr.Smiles...

Twin bro Mr. Serious...

Sweet big sister...

And my lovely bloggy friend and her handsome hubby.

The second reason being they finally found a solution to "problem D" on the way back down to... well, let's just say they can still use some prayer in finding a new place big enough for a growing family and a temporarily loaned-out doggy.  C'mon, Project IS gang, here's a project to sink your knees into!

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And Sunday we had a going away party for Laurie's youngest niece, a lady I've known since she was knee high and thought "toots" were funny, who is about to become a Texican.

She's moving to Alamo-land to be with her BF and his family.

Needless to say, I reminded her the importance of clean underwear and wished her the best.

And Scrappy finished the night off at a doggie party.  Sorry, forgot to bring my camera- or even my phone, as above- but a good time was had by all.  Especially me, when Scrappy tried his humping thing on one dog and another bit him in the butt to abort the process.  Better luck never, Boofus!