tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post115138135452913741..comments2023-10-26T03:26:53.959-07:00Comments on Suebob's Red Stapler: Bienvenidos a Red StaplerSUEB0Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16301963922769609715noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post-1151730461393022732006-06-30T22:07:00.000-07:002006-06-30T22:07:00.000-07:00You are freakin' hilarious, girl! My best dog Sab...You are freakin' hilarious, girl! My best dog Sabine, a gorgeous, sweet Aussie would not break skin contact with me for a whole, clear as a bell day, even to go to pee, trembling all the while. Suddenly, the monster central attic fan sucked in the opposite direction, my ears popped, the windows creaked, and a tornado dipped down and ripped a whole block of trees up by their roots and deposited them across the street like a bunch of pick-up sticks. Animals ALWAYS know more than we do. ALWAYS.kokopelliwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10228315660523880859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post-1151460914704818282006-06-27T19:15:00.000-07:002006-06-27T19:15:00.000-07:00I think you are one resourceful and responsible ch...I think you are one resourceful and responsible chick!! <BR/><BR/>I would have just turned up the TIVO, remembered where the carpet cleaner was, told the dog to GO LAY DOWN and rolled over. <BR/><BR/>and with my luck... there would have been an earthquake. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post-1151459140830542412006-06-27T18:45:00.000-07:002006-06-27T18:45:00.000-07:00Ahhh the thunder... But hey, at least now you're p...Ahhh the thunder... But hey, at least now you're prepared for an earthquake. :-)Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08527762200993175239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post-1151440023473855912006-06-27T13:27:00.000-07:002006-06-27T13:27:00.000-07:00I thought she might have had a UTI. Glad it was j...I thought she might have had a UTI. Glad it was just thunder.Suzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16279999850117456433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post-1151428226103224092006-06-27T10:10:00.000-07:002006-06-27T10:10:00.000-07:00You're a groovy girl, Suebob, and smart to pay att...You're a groovy girl, Suebob, and smart to pay attention to your critters. <BR/><BR/>I once utterly awoke on a calm summer night. I was camped on the Mississippi and I knew that something was out there: coming. I listened and listened and listened. It was quiet, but I waited. And then it arrived: a terrible storm. Luckily, I was wide awake and ready. I awoke the woman I was with and we ran to the car and slept there. The next morning, boats were beached and a killer tree limb had fallen on our tent. The moral: we know more than we think we know and our critters do too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post-1151417861048003992006-06-27T07:17:00.000-07:002006-06-27T07:17:00.000-07:00Oops. There was thunder? Well at least you have ex...Oops. There was thunder? Well at least you have extra water for a while.<BR/><BR/>Hi Mr. Stapler, robin here. How the hell are you?Bamboo Lemur Boys Are Mean To Their Girlshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15854856878692935043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post-1151416609150142032006-06-27T06:56:00.000-07:002006-06-27T06:56:00.000-07:00Awww...that reminds of my old Boo. She used to sha...Awww...that reminds of my old Boo. She used to shake and shiver over thunder we couldn't hear or feel.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post-1151413112644133592006-06-27T05:58:00.000-07:002006-06-27T05:58:00.000-07:00Snort! I would have done something like that. Look...Snort! I would have done something like that. <BR/><BR/>Looking forward to seeing you and Mr Stapler spar online!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820173.post-1151408949731674692006-06-27T04:49:00.000-07:002006-06-27T04:49:00.000-07:00well thunder is kind of like an earthquake. My cat...well thunder is kind of like an earthquake. My cat can stand thunder until it gets to the point where it really rattles the windows. Then he's off. I don't think he's running from the thunder; I think he doesn't want to get hit by glass when the window explodes.<BR/><BR/>And welcome to Mr. Stapler. Now you have to be a good girl.super deshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04347176046518919059noreply@blogger.com