I know this soldier endured much trauma in his life but I couldn't help thinking of Monty Python's Black Knight sketch.

Just looking at the way they are built is endearing. Their little soft furry paws, purring, their sweet little faces, furry bellies ("traps of death") just waiting and luring you to rub them. All these things and more make up the perfection known as 'cat'.

I really wish architects would either stop designing buildings with huge amounts of windows (plain or mirrored) or make the windows opaque on the outside because birds end up flying into those windows and die.

Oooooohhhhh, she loves dat lil baby!!!

Count me grateful I don't live across from this person's house.

'Fiend without a face' was a strange movie of brains with spinal cords creeping about and flying through the air to attack people by pulling out their brains and spinal cords. The way they crawled along with a heartbeat type of sound track really scared me as a pre-teen even though it was a stupid movie.

I think you are supposed to get to the middle of the ferry if there is a problem with the boat or bad weather/high waves and such. It's safer in the middle than by the sides of the ferry.

And the octopus with feet would be thinking "Kick them in the bass!" and You are my anemone!" Which might explain why sea bass are so ill tempered

In English I think it's called a brain fart.

If octopi had feet then they would kick those fish away from their lair but since they have no feet but 8 arms then punching those fish is the better option. I wonder what they would do if they had 8 tails instead of arms. Maybe wag them to death?

I am willing to bet a plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies that my dog dreams about the squirrel tree every night because one time when she went outside to take a potty break she unintentionally flushed out a squirrel that ran across our yard and climbed up the neighbor's tree escaping my dog's jaws with inches to spare. 3 years later and my dog always runs to the neighbor's tree in hopes of catching a squirrel. She is still on the lookout and I have no doubt that in her dreams she is doing her best to catch that pesky rodent.

2 different women on the same canvas is amazing how different their faces look. I just don't know why people love to paint over another person's paintings. I am a painter and I prefer oils as my primary medium to work with and never in my wildest dreams would I consider altering another person's artistic creation. My parents had 2 small oil paintings that my grand parents received as a wedding gift. My mother inherited them after my grand parents passed away. Those paintings were the only things that I wanted from my parents as an inheritance. They knew this. One day my folks called to tell me that they decided that the paintings were very old and dark looking so my father decided to clean them. (OH, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!) He used paint thinner to "brighten" them up and then stored those 2 wet and sticky paintings in a plastic garbage bag to keep them from dripping onto the floor. To say I cried bitter tears is an understatement. Such a sad ending for 2 sweet and lovely little paintings ruined beyond saving.