I was planning on posting this @ exactly 12 midnight but I'm not going to be home and some other people would have already had their new year come b/c of the time differences :( Oh well, so I'm saying it now, Happy New Year everyone!
Happy New Year to all of my friends on Caedes. Be careful if you drink and drive. The police will become your designated driver. I hope this next year is you want it to be. Thank you for your friendship, wit and great artistic talents.
HAPPY NEW YEAR..TO ALL YOU GREAT CAEDIENS.... may 2006 be a great year for all of you...... * I think us Aussies celebrated it first... hehehehe.. and I got to do it 2 times.. lol.. because I was on the border of 2 states where there is an hours time difference between them so we stood on one side of the border at midnight the crossed the border into my state and celebrated it again there.. hehehehe
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.............. Happy New Year !!! ............................~
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Keifer just wanted to spare your feelings, he's got this MONSTER killer silver long haired dachshund, thing looks like it rolled around in cocaine & acts like it too
He has her insured through Lloyd's of London, cuz no American insurance agency will touch it ....
And poor little Pansette ( Keifer loves French sounding names ) has to wear 2 muzzles
Well .. let's see ... It was about 30 minutes after midnight and the house was filling with smoke (dinner will be ready when the smoke alarm goes off) .. and I decided to take the dog out to get away from it .. I usually take her on a 1.25 mile journey of residential suburbia
As we approched this one house .. the doors flew open and about 30 drunk teenagers poured out and into the street .. yelling at the top of their lungs, fights broke out, peacemakers would break up the fights and then let go of the antagonists who would then chase their prey up the street .. this thing spread up the street about 6 houses .. all in time with me and my dog walking peacefully by .. somebody even said "who's dog is that?" .. because I was lost amongst them, though, perhaps dressed warmer
I was zig-zagging around arms being drawn back for punches .. girls hitting guys, keeping the flavor of the event saucy .. I expected at any time to be grabbed, mistaken for somebody else .. or, perhaps, they'd heard about me and felt, as many do, that I needed a good smack
My dog Katie (a Pomeranian+Sheltie mix) .. with a heart of gold, and not a bark for any but the mailman+ my nieces .. refused to walk forward .. she wanted to stay and mix it up with them .. and so did I .. but there was a pizza in the oven .. and I had promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep