Furry Friday: Superstition

They say dogs bite grass for one of three reasons:

1. They have an upset stomach from the heat or illness.  Totally believable.
2. It's going to rain.  Pure superstition.
3. They want more fiber in their diet.  I don't know, apparently they are connoisseurs now.

Riley has bitten grass on occasion and generally because he needed to throw up.  He has also bitten grass for a fourth reason the scientists haven't yet listed: Spitefulness.  If I am not paying attention to him or if he doesn't really want to be outside he decides to start biting grass like it's his J-O-B.  Not biting it to swallow it, just being all out destructive.  Similar to when he decides to shred tissue or toilet paper.  And to think he's just a fur-child.  I can only imagine what's in store for me when I decide to have real children.  JOY.

Rapture & Porcupines

So May 21, 2011 came and went and I am still breathing.  Imagine that.  For those of you unaware, May 21 was supposed to be the day of Rapture (aka, the end of the world).  Apparently Mr. Harold Camping got his dates wrong and it's now been rescheduled for October 21, 2011.   Good to know, I'll mark my calendar. 

In other news, I have seen three dead porcupines in less than a week in my travels to and from work.  That has to be a sign of something to come, right?  I mean, if it weren't for the Discovery Channel I'm not certain I'd even know these things existed and yet there they were, three in one week, dead on the side of the road. So in the spirit of Rapture, I propose you throw your Farmer's Almanac away, Get your dog a sombrero and await one hell of a sticky situation.

That's all I got for now folks.  What are your thoughts of the impending Rapture?  Are you a superstitious person?