DEBBIE's blog: "just for sex sake"

spaWHY HAVE YOU CHANGED YOUR PICTURE?
OH, WISE AND GREAT ONE!
HA!! she squeals excitedly as she spills her first sip of soon to be forgotten 2nd cup of coffee: Well it started with an otherwise boring morning.Going through the usual 150emails a day (groups and crap would love to buy but never ever have the money for like 1000tc queen size sheet sets,
Or , that ruby birthstone ring
























everything was going great, until... Alright I beat the Hairy beast no more emails ,now I can chat with a friend ot two quit being so stuck up You know the slidy thing a majig that the keyboard sits on (((CRASH)))!!! DRAWER THING IS ON FLOOR AND ON TOP OF MY TOES, I am in tears, Sox , the sweetheart that he is, comes running every time that I cry, sees that I am sobbing hysterically yet again, Pitiful such a damned girl my parents raised me tougher than that.God I hate Girly Girls. except one.









he sits there looking at me holding the keyboard by whats left of my already broken fingernals
you know the look that animals give you like What happened and can I do anything to help the RCA victor dog head tilted to the side quizzically looking at old timey record player with weird looking speaker on top for those of us that do not remember the Victrola. By this time i have keyboard sitting on tower under the desk. Sox is still halfway on coffee table hind quarters on coffee table front paws on my legs nudging my face with the top of his head like its going to be okay mommy I'll make it all better. He run out of the front screen door. Not expecting him to e back anytime soon. I make one of my many trips to as my poor old daddy called it "the water closet", makes sense I suppose.I come back and my friend is online wanting to chat haven't heard from in so long. Not paying any attention to what is going on behind me there are at least 4 or 5 cats running frantically in and out of the house this is a normal every day occurrence, my 3 and and 3 more from around the neighborhood. They have this agree to disagree situation












This is when Pot Pot "tears ass"through the living room across the barely there hallway,sliding, yes sliding, across carpet and under the peaky nose out from under bedspread like, I cant see the monster, it cant see me.I look up just in time to see Sox prance in just like those horses that walk so proudly head held high bringing me a present. This is the cat that brings me flutterbys (butterflies) to the rest of the world. I now haver a small collection opf them going to make a shadow box, yeah right in whose lifetime.Just like the pillows I am going to make out of old T-shirts and Sweatshirts, oh yeah, he drops my present at my feet. The most beautiful...gray either pigeon or dove I am not up on my bird species. with the most beautiful blue circles around its eyes looked like eyeliner. Now this poor bird is still alive it just lays there I am screaming and crying again because I am wondering how in the hell I am going to get this poor bird out of my house number one, and what to do with it once I get it outside so the cats wont bother it again number two.It is panting almost as fast as I am, we are all hyperventilating me over a bird that i believe is almost dead. It is screaming, I figure from the pain it looks like a broken leg it was bent in a place not supposed to bend I know nothing about veterinary medicine but it looked broke to me.Sox is so happy and proud of himself he is huffing and puffing too Pot pot hiding under the bed growling and panting also all the while, I am still chatting with my friend telling her what is going on screaming,Help! like she going to miraculously appear out of nowhere and make this bird disappear into thin air for me. Realizing this was not going to happen, of course, not wanting to touch it with bare hands. I grab paper towels double them. grab bird. gingerly go down front steps.(almost impossible for me without my cane).lay the bird just off the porch hopefully in the cover of some wild onion that grow there. Thought maybe It would lie there and die in peace. Shock the S**T out of me it hops up standing on one leg takes about 3 hops around the front as if testing that one leg. Looks at me,turns ,looks at the 3 cats looking through the screen door takes about 4 more "running" hops gives a half-ass flap of the wings.Takes off in the air not stopping until he gets to the first tallest tree on the block. Is there any way possible that this bird is still alive?