Instead of automatically unleashing a torrent of barks upon the unknown sounds on the other side of the door, Sam peeps patiently through the hole until he can make a logical decision about whether or not he must kill.
I saw a crane standing in a shallow stream today, minding his own business while the cars on the tight two-lane road rushed toward their places to be and people to see.
It's a magical feeling to live in LA and see a bird so white, so clean, so pure, calmly taking in the morning sun while I drive my commute. I smiled. I felt glad. And then some chump cut me off so I honked and hollered.
But I still remember that crane. He would never cut off another bird on his way to work.
Hi there, I'm McWalnuts. Jumping into a pool of intros n stuff. I like the #future, the #past, and #burritos. I write #music, do #math, and play #basketball. I don't support #jerks, and I like to #help other people.
If I were stranded on an island {which I have been} I would take with me 1 bottle of sunscreen, a cup, and a copy of How I Got My Shrunken Head.
"Cool, send me a link."
[Throws a hot dog at me from her purse.]
I bet Bob Ross sure could have painted a good chemtrail.