Posted on 02/09/2009 8:34:38 AM PST by IMissPresidentReagan
Oh wow! They added more girls! I want a case of Soylent Green!
If you jumped into snow that is say....10 feet high....would you be able to get out? I lived in Western NY and I know about snow drifts, but I don’t think I thought about drowning myself in the middle of one...
Everyone should read The Plot to Seize the White House, it’s on line.
http://www.clubhousewreckards.com/plot/plottoseizethewhitehouse.htm
Telling NYC "NO" actually helped Ford. His approval numbers went up but could not overcome the anger over the Nixon pardon which was front page news/editorial column fodder for-EVER!
There were a lot more people who felt the same way Ford did than lived in Metro NYC area.
A Marxist revolution from the top down.
It's Woodstock on steroids.
Poor Bozo :(
It was the same with Purrcival. When he was 10, the vet operated to remove a sarcoma from his underside. It wasn’t internal. Three years later, when Purrcy started throwing up again, we took him to the vet, and the vet identified a very aggressive cancerous growth in his stomach. There was nothing we could do for him. I tried keeping him comfortable by taking him in for DepoMedrol shots every two weeks, then every week...and toward the end, they were giving him NO relief at all. He couldn’t/wouldn’t eat, stopped grooming himself, didn’t even want to watch the birds and the squirrels, and stopped sleeping with us at night, preferring to stay under a table in the sunroom all the time. He started throwing up blood, and throwing up right after he ate. We decided it was time (and maybe even past time). I took him to the vet’s for the euthanasia and stayed with him. After the necropsy, the vet told me that the growth had taken over Purrcy’s entire stomach and had invaded the duodenum. He had tumors in his abdomen, and even in his kidneys. I think I DID wait too long, but he had been with us since he was 6 months old. It was so hard to let him go.
Kill 'em when they're young
Kill 'em when they're old
We hate it when they're warm
We love it when they're cold
It’s always difficult to make the decision when to let go. It’s more than a cold calculated cost benefit analysis. We put our Yorkie down because he was having strokes. The vet said they could keep him alive, but he would never regain any mobility, control over his bowels/bladder, he eyesight, etc. The vet (a neurologist) was blunt, but open. We had just spent the previous week, $5500.00 at an “emergency” clinic that discharged him after assuring us he had regained mobility and was “fine”; (he’d had kidney problems). Our poor pup never regained mobility and was not the energetic dog that the “emergency” clinic described to us. I would never spend $1.00 at that clinic again, however, would not hesitate to spend whatever my vet wanted to charge to save an animal because I know he would be doing it honestly and because he measures things by the quality of life my little companion would have. Unfortunately, Pfesser has a point that not all people in this situation are trustworthy, however, each person can make that determination on their own and it seems like hattend found someone whose opinion was valuable.
I wish you all the best with your pets.
Too bad however, we can’t put our congress out of its misery before they kill us with this so called stimulus crap.
LOL - little things like throw the elderly in the health care dumpster? Nah - we don’t want a little thing like that to stop the stimulus bill.
Save the kitty! Put Congress down instead!
My black humor is coming true. I have said that the Democrats solution for the social security funding crisis is to kill off the elderly. Voila! No elderly. No crisis!
As a NY’er, I can tell you it gift-wrapped NY for Carter.
I missed Rush's show, but am going to try to listen to him online later today.
Absolutely; Couldn’t agree more. Better yet, elect a kitty; has to be smarter than the average congressman.
You don’t even want to hear the Bozo story. Someone, kidnapped him, starved him, put a wire aroud his neck until it was infested with maggots, and blinded him. Then, they let him go and somehow he made it home. I found him in my garage, called the police . The police, of course said that was nothing they could do about this crime....if I ever find out who did it.....
I was 8 at the time. The icy crust gave me pause... the thought of how deep I would go did not. Children believe they are immortal.
This is going to get really interesting with all of the boomers getting to retirement age. The Donks depend on seasoned citizens as a reliable voting bloc. As someone else said upthread somewhere, it will be fascinating to see how the AARP tries to spin this.
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