I wanted to add more to my earlier post, but once again, Blogger stopped me from not only adding more that day, but stopped me from posting pictures for a couple of days beyond that.
Well, I'm a persistent kitty and here are the ones I couldn't post before. My personal fav, Nathan Kamp
One of which is courtesy of Isabella.
She has VERY nice taste, don't you think?
The new Bond.
And now, a I'll share an email I received all the way from snowy Colorado.
Rumors ...... nasty little buggers.
Keep this philosophy in mind the next time you hear or
are about to repeat a rumor.
In ancient Greece (469 - 399 BC), Socrates was widely
lauded for his wisdom. One day the great philosopher
came upon an acquaintance that ran up to him excitedly
and said, "Socrates, do you know what I just heard
about one of your students?"
"Wait a moment," Socrates replied.
"Before you tell me,
I'd like you to pass a little test.
It's called the Test of Three."
"Test of Three?"
"That's correct," Socrates continued. "Before you talk to
me about my student, let's take a moment to test what
you're going to say. The first test is Truth Have you made
absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"
"No," the man replied, "actually I just heard about it."
"All right," said Socrates. "So you don't really know if
it's true or not. Now let's try the second test, the test
of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my
student something good?"
"No, to the contrary..."
"So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me something
bad about him even though you're not certain it's true?"
The man shrugged, a little embarrassed. Socrates continued,
"You may still pass though because there is a third test, the
filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my
student going to be useful to me?"
"No, not really."
"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me
is neither True nor Good nor even Useful, why tell it to
me at all?"
The man was defeated and ashamed and said no more.
This is the reason Socrates was a great philosopher
and held in such high esteem.
It also explains why Socrates never found out that
Plato was banging his wife.
BTW- I believe I mentioned that my little one was going to read to the dogs? He is always SO excited about it. We even went to the library really early to get some extra books to read. It started off so well, ended in heartbreak. Dog bit my son in the face. Not a deep gouge, Thank God, but it's right above his cheek bone.
Now, he's terrified. I don't blame him, German Shepards are big. The woman was so apologetic, was horrified and fortunately, the mom of the other little boy that was there is the head of the library's Childrens Services. I don't have to explain what happened - she's going to initiate whatever process needs to happen when something like this occurs.
So, now I have to watch out in the next 24 hours for infection, have to file a report and have to contact the handler's insurance. What a fiasco! What heartbreak for my son. What a rotten way to end a Wednesday.
Hope yours was better!!!
Hmmm, maybe that's why blogger let me post pictures...felt sorry for me?