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Hampton Roads Humaniac

Where is the line between animal rights extreamist, activist, advocate and animal welfare worker? Why do some shelters make it easy to adopt a pet and others don’t? What happens to the animals that never get adopted? Why are there so many stray cats around one home, but not around others? Who are these people who call themselves “Humaniacs”, what makes them so passionate about devoting so much of their time and effort into helping animals in need and how is it they can pull off some of the miracles that save animals lives?

Local animal lover Jimmy Frost will attempt to give you insight to these and other questions that never need answers until you find yourself with a pet you didn’t ask for and have no idea what your next step should be.

Abducted by Aliens

So last night after dinner was finished, I emptied and refilled the dishwasher, cleaned up the kitchen, took out the trash and then moved the second container out to the street so they both get emptied today, set up the coffee for this morning and finally, refilled the water stations for the cats, scooped the litter boxes and asked Miss Scarlett to take the cover off the last litter box in advance me me cleaning it out. Then upon finishing that, took the bag of waste out to the trash and viola'! I'm all done.

I did impress upon Scarlett's brother, "Lurch" that I needed him to fix one of the hall closet doors most ricki-tick as this closet door being operational was central to my plans for the coming weeks.

Miss Scarlett looked at me like I was from another planet. She said, "Who are you and what have you done with my husband?" I looked at her and said, "I'm doing what you ASKED me to do, what's the problem?"

She just looked at me and said, "Nothin', nothin' at all." Well, actually it came out, "Nuuthin', nuuthin' at awwwl" (Remember, she's from JAAW-ja). I looked at her, rolled my eyes, shook my head and went back upstairs to attend to my computers backup.

I'm getting to the "Spring Cleaning" a little early is all-and since the City of Virginia Beach has started a new, $10.00 per month trash fee I'm going to start discarding more and saving less. I've got TWO trash containers and I am going to do my dead-level best to fill them each and every week just to get my monies worth.

Of course, I'm still the designated "Pack Mule" in that EVERYTHING that comes up the steps in this household is hauled up by ME or it simply stays downstairs.

That's GOT to change.

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Awwwl-righty, Now

Less is definitely more. Clutter is debilitating. I promise, when you turn "minimalist", you'll be preaching its virtues. You know... nothing worse than a reformed sinner.

Very funny piece.

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