Farewell Old Friend - My sweet "puppy"

R.I.P. Pepper
13 September 2009

Driving home from a fantastic weekend in Washington, DC, where over a MILLION patriotic American gathered to confirm their dedication to the Constitution of the United States of America, was more difficult for me than for the other participants of the historic rally.
I knew all the way home, that I would not be unpacking my bags...not just yet.
I would have to dig a grave in my back yard.
Then I would have to prepare a makeshift "coffin" for our beloved pet, and longtime companion, Pepper.
She was buried with her favorite squeeze toy, a couple of her favorite brand of "bones", (she loved IAMS), a small Panda-bear stuffed toy, and her leash.
There is now a solar light above her, to keep her in our thoughts, and we'll have some sort of marker soon.

Yes, we're grieving. But we know that she has crossed that "Rainbow Bridge" and will be there waiting...tail wagging as it ALWAYS did, to greet us when we meet again.

So read the Poem by Rudyard Kipling, and take 10 minutes out of your lives to watch a great episode of "The Twilight Zone". And remember YOUR dog.

If you've never had a dog, you're missing out on one of God's greatest gifts to his human creations.

Farewell Pepper...until we meet again.

The Power of the Dog

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart to a dog to tear.
When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find--it's your own affair--
But ... you've given your heart to a dog to tear.
When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.
We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-term loan is as bad as a long--
So why in--Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?

-Rudyard Kipling

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLxctnHnS6U

Saint Mary-Jo Day

MaryJo Kopechne
Patron Saint of Keeping Ted out of the Oval Office

I've had the "Sunday Mornings News Shows" on all morning, and have yet to hear ONE WORD about the FORTIETH ANNIVERSARY of Teddy the terrible two-ton pantload killing this beautiful young woman. Go figure.

Cape Cod Today captures the "event". But I ain't seein' much else anywhere else.

This day should be forever remembered as
MaryJo Kopechne Day.
The Patron Saint of keeping Ted from EVER being President should be forever praised.

She gave her live (though not willingly), to keep that fat, drunken, pompous, addled, pantload OUT of the Oval Office for the rest of his.

(But this of course, is an insult to fat, drunken, pompous, addled, pantloads everywhere).

God Bless her eternal soul...and damn his forever.

There is an article in Newsweek...(vile publication as it is),

By Edward M. Kennedy

Published Jul 18, 2009

From the magazine issue dated Jul 27, 2009

(I refuse to LINK to it. Find it yourself if you care to read Ted's dribble).

It's titled, The Cause of My Life
It should rather be titled, BECAUSE of My Life.
The article should then simply go on to list the thousands of lives lost because of his various "programs" over the years, (support of universal abortion among them).
At the top of this list should be the name of our Patron Saint remembered here today.

Anyway, our friends at Atlas Shrugs have a very good entry today regarding King Teddy the Tough. Read it here...and weep.

Will Ted ever pay for his sins? Only God can make that decision.
And I think that MaryJo may have some input on that.

I guess you could say, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

God Bless you MaryJo...I'll light a candle for you today at Mass.

Goodbye sweet Angel

R.I.P.

There's not much to say other than goodbye.
Your beauty and strength will be remembered beyond your years.
I remember showing friends old and new, your home on the beach,
and always gushing, "Farrah Fawcett lives there".

The passing of Michael Jackson will undoubtedly steal the spotlight of your leaving us...and may God also rest his troubled soul.

But YOU Farrah, are waltzing tonight with angels.

May God grant you both your due destiny.

God Bless You Farrah, and protect you through eternity.

My condolences to those closest to you who are left behind.

"Once each May, amid the quiet hills and rolling lanes and breeze-brushed trees of Arlington National Cemetery, far above the majestic Potomac and the monuments and memorials of our Nation's Capital just beyond, the graves of America's military dead are decorated with the beautiful flag that in life these brave souls followed and loved.

This scene is repeated across our land and around the world, wherever our defenders rest. Let us hold it our sacred duty and our inestimable privilege on this day to decorate these graves ourselves -- with a fervent prayer and a pledge of true allegiance to the cause of liberty, peace, and country for which America's own have ever served and sacrificed. ... Our pledge and our prayer this day are those of free men and free women who know that all we hold dear must constantly be built up, fostered, revered and guarded vigilantly from those in every age who seek its destruction.

We know, as have our Nation's defenders down through the years, that there can never be peace without its essential elements of liberty, justice and independence. Those true and only building blocks of peace were the lone and lasting cause and hope and prayer that lighted the way of those whom we honor and remember this Memorial Day. To keep faith with our hallowed dead, let us be sure, and very sure, today and every day of our lives, that we keep their cause, their hope, their prayer, forever our country's own." --Ronald Reagan

In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae,
MD (1872-1918), Canadian Army

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

"Those who expect to reap the blessings of freedom, must, like men,

undergo the fatigues of supporting it."

-- Thomas Paine (make note of the date), -The Crisis, no. 4, 11 September 1777

As we celebrate this weekend, with cook-outs and parades, remember WHY we have this day to ourselves...this day to reflect. Please pray for our Patriot Armed Forces standing in harm's way around the world, and for their families -- especially families of those fallen Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen, Marines and Coast Guardsmen, who granted their lives in defense of American liberty.

Will our NEXT President PLEASE skip the "poet" crap???

Or should I say, crappy "poet"?
Barely literate, crappy poet anyone?

Did this dolt purposely end sentences in prepositions, ("...inside of"),
or is she simply the product of a good ol' publik edjukayshun?
Yale anyone?
Robert Frost where are you when the nation truly needs you?

My LORD...what was this twit thinking?
Here, as my humble honor of The One, I submit...
(ohhh I do hope that it's "deeeeep" enough)...my entry into the Obamanicompoop essay contest.

I broke wind. For the wind is colorblind.
But not the wicked Katrina wind.
This was the wind of hate and racism.
And the foul stench of my wind was that of the Katrina wind.
But it was not. This was my wind.
And it's color was that of a thousand winds of color.
A diversity of wind and the colors of the rainbow shall never pass my cheeks.
For my cheeks are the cheeks of the white devil,
and wind from my cheeks is forever hot,
and bleak,
and poison.
But the wind that passes from The One
is all fragrant, all colors, all consuming in its aire.
And we, not me, are one...with The One.
He is of good.
Sniff...sniff the essence that is passed from the cheeks,
the brown cheeks,
of The One.
Brown is the color of all colors together.
But not white.
Praise the brown cheeks of The One,
and inhale deeply his passing wind.
His wind is never broken.
It is good.
His wind is that wind inside of.

God help us all.
-PRK

...speaking of PIGS

NO ONE...not ONE OF YOU,
can tell me that this festering sack of feral fecal matter
DOESN'T look like...a PIG!

Sorry folks but I just can't help it...

In actuality, he IS one of the most despicable "human" beings ever to
fowl the fair hallways of our nations capital.
And on this, the coldest day of 2009, he, (it), has spoken, (grunted) that "he will move 'quickly and decisively' to push legislation curbing "greenhouse gases" with a goal of passing climate legislation out of his committee before Memorial Day".

What a tool!

Global "warming" my ass Mr. Wack-man!!!
He is simply a shiver, looking for a spine to run up. (1)

Pig-man of the Congress!

Please stand outside for 30 minutes and do us all a favor!
Pukes like you and AlGore are part of the PROBLEM.
They never open their mouths without
subtracting from the sum of human knowledge. (2)

And will ONLY offer stupidity, higher taxes, and bigger government as the "solution".

When will he and his ilk kindly piss off???

(1) - Paul Keating
(2) - Thomas Brackett Reed

Dirty Harry

"Dingy Harry" Reed - He is not only dull, he is the cause of dullness in others. (1)

Racist Pig

Hey Harry...newsflash!

Burris was appointed by a sitting Governor, who has suspicions but NO CHARGES against him.

Blago has NOT been indicted.

Blago has NOT been impeached.

Blago is STILL the Governor...highly controversial, and certainly "tainted"...but he IS still the Governor!

I understand that the law means nothing to such an arrogant old turd such as yourself Harry, but...the LAW says that the Governor appoints the replacement here, not "with the approval of some high-holy 'white guy' leading the Senate".

I can hear YOU in the Senate cloakroom now..."It's bad enough we've got a black guy moving into the White House. We finally got him out of the Senate and I'll be damned if I let another one back into our club"!

YOUR party decided that they didn't want a special election...for fear that maybe a dreaded Republican would get in. (Like that's about to happen in Illinois...fools).
YOUR party is holding back what would be the ONLY black Senator from taking office.
What are we to think? HMMM??? Hypocrites!

Dirty Harry...

Let SENATOR Burris into the Senate you racist pig!

(1) - Samuel Johnson


-PRK