There's a joke about "hot air" in here...

Wow. It was wonderful, but then it got all blurry. *sniff*

Good for them.

Crows and ravens around here do something called "Hawking" where they dive-bomb birds of prey they consider threats. Smaller birds also do it to crows and hawks.

Will not use sarcasm to hide her tears. *sniffle*

It's what lumberjacks put on their shoes so they can stay on the trees.

I can have conversations with my cat without tricks, per se.

Usually I just go: Fat cats say meow. He could also, sort of, say hello. But he stopped once he realized I'd feed him whether or not he said it.

I have vague recollections of OJ's mostly him branding it. My folks weren't so keen on buying us the sweet kinds. Very occasionally we'd get something sweet, but it was usually Honey Nut Cheerios or Life.

Found this link with pictures of Ossian vs. jumping wolf.

http://tinyurl.com/yctwuou

Personally, I'd rather go with Jonathan Swift's remedy for population control, reduction of famine and elimination of the poor - eating babies. Ta da.

Jazz Hands!