Animals Blogs (472)

Texas....and a few dozen other states. When a dog is rabid, all states and territories put them "to sleep". As with many of these largely beyond treatable human convicted murderers, drugs (coctails) are preferred. Liberals are making a fuss over the alleged "pain and suffering" these killers experience on the final gurney. Of course, compared to the suffering they caused their victims, and to the gas chamber, noose and electric chair, these objections are really below laughable. Six rifles, five cartidges. next topic, folks. Or two in the hat, as in many other enlightened (or otherwise) places. And it shouldn't take two decades, and cost tax payers millions, while victims families await justice in (difficult to treat) pain and grief. Aa.

Missing man Scott van Zyl, a big game hunter & hunting website owner, has been found Inside two crocodiles Van Zyl who was regularly pictured next to the defenceless animals he'd shot & killed won't be pictured in front of the crocs that ate him as there isn't much left

I have no friends and love cats. Am I intelligent now?

Is that they don't live as long as we do. My pets is my life.

So lets face it, we've all been to the rodeo a few times. Its always the same, you look through profile pics until you feel nauseas from the irritating sameness that you cant quite put your finger on... Then it becomes clear- majority of women on internet dating have their head tilted slightly to one side. Then the ones with their heads straight ahead look like lesbians or serial killers. However, I'm also wondering if they are less valued by society if they have a kink in their necks. I just dont know any more.

I wouldn't do this.

Just brids

It is slowly turning from a hot and windy day, into a sultry night.

The wind is still making it's presence known as it gusts past
the support cables holding up my internet tower. Sometimes
mimicking the sound of a bass violin and other times sounding
like far off thunder.

It's as if the castle is trying to talk to me.

My old dog is curled up at my feet under my desk sleeping the
sleep of the well contented. He's been fed, petted, talked to
and walked. His day is done. He doesn't even need to stand
guard anymore. His reputation in the town is sufficient to give
all potential bad guys second thoughts. So now he rests.

But I am awake.

It is too early to go to my bed. And it is too warm still to be
comfortable. In another couple or three hours it will be cool
enough for the fan to do it's job and let me sleep away the
hours until I can face a new day.

But for now, I am alone with my thoughts.

My mind races and dances with the myriad images of my past.

How did I wind up here, of all places. Was it all just one huge
accident, or is some greater power directing the action...........

I think that I will sit and think. I think that I shall organize my
thoughts. I may even take notes.

But I'll think quietly. I don't want to disturb my old dog.

that on the bottom of your page you see Cs members and the blogs they started..anyone seen these bloggers have not been on CS for years !!!!