The Price of Paradise

Sunday, December 2nd, 2007

This morning Jack and I were drinking our coffee and talking about all the things we needed to get done today. My kitty Pooh was taking a nap in my lap, my dog Lefty was asleep on the floor next to my chair, and our cockatiel was in her cage yakking about a mile a minute. I'm sorry that I can't tell you our bird's name - I do refer to her as My Sunshine Girl or Little L, but I can't discuss her name anymore due to the weirdos out there. Just in case you want to know more about weirdos that seem to have a thing for Little L, you can read about it here. But, before reading, I must post this disclaimer:

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* The content of this post may be disturbing to small children or anyone that is normal. If reading this post, please have small children leave the room. If you are normal, please proceed with caution.
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Okay, back to my new post for today. As I said, Jack and I were sitting in the morning room with animals amongst us when we both realized how loud Lefty was snoring and Pooh was purring. Even Little L's chirping seemed extraordinarily loud. It was then that we realized our electricity was out. It's amazing how quiet a house becomes (and how loud sleeping animals become) when the electricity is out. The refrigerator isn't running, the heat isn't humming, the washer's not thumping ...

We couldn't figure out why the electricity was out - I guess there must have been a breeze outside. You see, there is a price to pay for living in paradise. If it's breezy you lose your electricity. If it's icy you lose your satellite. If it's raining you lose your phone lines and you get to take mud baths.

But, you know what? That's okay, because the rest of the time I get to have this.




And this.



And this.




And don't forget about this.




And I settle down every evening to this.



And we get to see this.



And I often wake up to this.




And relax with this.



And got to develop this.




Oh - And I get to have this for a roommate.


And drink coffee and laugh with him, and love on all our animals together. It's great having a roommate that is as crazy about animals as you are ...
And that can fix a tractor.

So see - the price of paradise is pretty darn cheap...

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