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After disposing of his latest composer


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After disposing of his latest composer, Putin is left to whistle his own ominous entry music.

(Vladimir Putin)

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  1. Phaelin says:

    Andy Griffith theme, perhaps?

  2. colonel sandurz says:

    What’s this? A funny post?
    *checks window*
    Odd, no flying pigs yet…

  3. Jane St.Clair says:

    Vlad knows how to put his lips together and blow.

    • rhorho says:

      And that tie… That boy knows how to rock some dots.

      *drools*

    • The Steve says:

      Now THERE is a conquest for you Jane!

      • Jane St.Clair says:

        I’m already married to one evil overlord, there’s no way I could juggle two.

        • The Steve says:

          That’s probably best. Rho needs an evil warlord to make use of her botanical concoctions anyway.

          • rhorho says:

            Well, in an ironic twist, the opposite may be true…

            • *continues to make notes and send reports. checks speed dial*

              • rhorho says:

                Er…Uh…That is to say…Excellent point, Steve!

                I hope Max is doing well in his evil conquests and such.

                Gee, I sure do miss him…out there…far away…

              • charro says:

                Well hello there DWN *strokes cat menacingly*
                Where have you been?

                • Oh, I’ve been around. Handling things here and there. The usual nonsense. I do love watching a woman play with her kitty. Rather endearing. ;)

                  • charro says:

                    I knew you would enjoy that.

                    • It warms this dour heart to know you care. *hugs*

                      • charro says:

                        Awww *hugs*
                        I hope the weekend went ok.

                        • Oddly enough, Lynn just needed a good day of comforting when I got home on Friday. We had game on Saturday so she had some fun. The boys both kitty and human have loved on her a decent amount and I made sure to be available for whatever listening and cuddling she required. So it went alright. I know she misses her still but she also knows that it was easier for her to see Socks die than it was to watch her suffer in the last couple days so that helped.

                          Fun stuff. *huggle*

                        • charro says:

                          Yeah, that’s how I felt when I put my kitty down, better to send him mercifully than to watch him suffer.
                          *huggles*

                        • Uncle Fester says:

                          A death in the family is never easy… and being able to end their suffering is at best a cold comfort.
                          Keep an eye for the ‘Judas’ phase of that trail.

                        • Ya, I had been wise to hold my tongue when I had the urge to make comment about cleaner floors in the aftermath. I do value my balls still and did manage to learn sensitivity. Just glad I can avoid my more abrasive male urges, like being a dolt without wanting to be.

                          I am rather glad she was able to handle it but I will be on guard for the Judas phase. I am also making sure to keep my depression and reaction to it all out of it. Last thing Lynn needs is to having to endure my depressive nonsense and buggery because I am thinking too much about it all.

                          I just hate having pets die in general. Just feels like you failed somebody who depended on you. Luckily, I haven’t been in that position with a human relative though I don’t see my brain really feeling different either way.

                          And… Wow, this is getting drawn out and babbling.

                        • Uncle Fester says:

                          From experience, humans aren’t harder, animals aren’t easier.
                          Grief is grief… I took solace in not being unique… one of the rare times I didn’t want to be…
                          -
                          The Power Of The Dog

                          by Rudyard Kipling

                          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 for 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 for 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 for the 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-time 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?

                        • Uncle Fester says:

                          Obviously, it applies to cats too..

                        • Very touching and very true but like fools we always do.

                        • keshet says:

                          My deepest sympathies to you and your family, DWN.
                          It is never easy losing a member of the family.

                        • rhorho says:

                          DWN, I’m sorry for your loss. I hope the
                          sad thoughts are replaced by the happy
                          memories soon.

                          *hugs tight*

                        • pittypat says:

                          More hugs to you and Lynn, D.

                        • Hugs to all y’all from me, too. It’s never easy, but sometimes it’s what we have to do.

                        • Jane St.Clair says:

                          *squeezes DWN (and through him Lynn) and is now in tears because of Unc’s poem* It’s always rough to put a pet down. On the one hand you don’t want them to suffer but you feel so guilty saying, yes, now is the time to do it. My mom took my childhood dog to the vet to be put down when I was in high school. She said it was the only time she’d dropped him off at the vet where he tried to follow her out. I could have lived without knowing that, however.

                        • Thanks, everyone. *hugs all around, even Fester*

                        • brak says:

                          Hope I’m not intruding but just wanted to add my condolences.
                          We just recently lost The Mighty Quinn, the most perfect
                          Husky boy who ever lived. He was a son and little brother
                          rolled into one. Your pain is shared on many levels.
                          Fester….the Kipling was felt deeply. I’m sure there is not a dog person who read it who was not reduced to the same blubbering mess that I was. Thanks. I’ll share it with the Mrs.

    • herb says:

      I like the reference, by the way. [Link]

  4. The Steve says:

    I know this song!

    It’s that lonely whistle they always play in old westerns just as the tumbleweed blows across the street, at high noon!

  5. Blackup says:

    best lol ever

  6. pittypat says:

    Just sittin’ on the dock of the bay,
    Wasting lives …

  7. lolo says:

    The Imperial March! Otherwise known as Darth Vaders theme song.
    That sounds pretty good whistled lol.

    *durn durn durn, durndrun DA, durn drun DA! daa daa daa durndurn DA! durn durn DA!*


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