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In full disclosure, Max was half Lab and half Akita, so I’d tell people he’s basically all cat. Even if you look up info about Akitas, it’s commonly known they’re cat-like. Max was VERY independent. He enjoyed being a complete dick to adult humans at the dog park who thought they were entitled to petting him just

Thank you so much! The only comforting part of this whole thing is that if I come across a random person who has had a beloved pet — even a stranger on the Internet — its comforting to be not alone in how I feel. Other people GET IT. They see the value in that previous, furry soul, and that he was a gift and a

It has gotten slightly better, in the sense that I no longer check to see if his water bowl is filled every time I walk into the kitchen. But you’re right, it is like a physical wound.. maybe because we’re so physical with our pets? They’re so tactile in what they need to be happy, and that becomes such a big part of

Let’s add in “It’s just how life works.” And life fucking sucks, too, so what’s your point?

If you know anything about Michael Fassbender, be sure to ask Alexa, “Who is Michael Fassbender dating?” Last time I asked, the answer cracked me up.

Seriously, dear, sweet Kara, I live in Michigan, home to Dominos, and even *I* cannot tolerate Dominos.

Look, I love me some Oprah... but I saw a commercial that she was supposed to be on GMA with this same kind of thing. They HAD to be filming her through a good two inches of gauze or petroleum jelly or however they do that to the lens nowadays. There was not a single spot of that video clip that was in any kind of

No, a kettle goes on the fire/heat. A tea pot is the receptacle for the water that has been heated in the kettle, and where the brewing of the tea happens. In my non-expert opinion. FIGHT ME.

It is known.

I was an unhappy kid for several reasons, family ones and school bullies among them. I considered suicide basically daily from the age of 10, when it occurred to me that it was an actual possibility to end it all. The single reason I never did it was because I was Catholic and believed in God, and feared that Hell

I’ve told my mom that a huge reason I didn’t want kids was because I couldn’t imagine being so UNFAIR as to bring a kid into a world that I think is this shitty and awful. She told me, “But YOUR kids would help make it less awful, because they’d be wonderful kids.”

I just never saw any inherent joy in childhood.

I think that person was referencing The Untouchables -- “He pulls a knife, you pull a gun. He sends one of yours to the hospital, you send one of his to the morgue! That’s the Chicago way, and that’s how you get Capone!”

Hell, my mom’s entire family is Scottish (she was born in Scotland) and if I spend more than an hour with any of them I start thinking with a Scottish accent. Two hours, and I start slightly speaking with one. Three and I’m a full-blown Scot. The more you’re surrounded and immersed in certain language characteristics,

Cardinal Max agrees.

LIVE YOUR DREAM, DARLING!

That does it! I need to open a bar with broad wooden tables and plate/cup holders on the sides for beer and nibblies where people can come and just play board games. :)

I live in a food desert in the midwest, and I’d still rather go to Taco Bell across the street.

Plus, the things they must hear! They must be DYING to share details of all the insanity, but can’t.