Slightly chewed walnuts, anyone?

The Roommate and I have been having a spat lately so I haven't been in the mood to post. Sorry, sorry, sorry. Here's a picture that shows what it looks like when we get along. There are on pictures of when we don't get along because we don't pose for those for obvious reasons. Nothing upsets me more than a Roommateless day. I prefer to think of us like this photo here. But still....sad.

But for the sake of you, fair reader, I will "buck up" and write something and cross my fingers that it's at least funny enough to crack your face a bit. Oh, well........here....goes.......

So, I was sitting at my computer last night reading Estella
Estella's blogs are the funniest around and really make me laugh----she's so out there with her descriptions. Anyway, since just before Christmas I've been reading her archived posts and unfortunately last night I finally caught up to the present post, meaning I no longer have a reason to live. Major depression set in. And of course the best thing in the world to reverse depression is the angelic face of a beloved pet gazing up at you saying "everything's going to be O.K.".

Unfortunately I only have Rufus, so he'd have to do.

So I was sitting there and kinda hungry but not really, so I scrounged around in the cabinets for something to nibble on. I found a small bag of walnuts and held it up to show Rufus. "How about walnuts?" I asked. Rufus nodded his head and whispered "yeah, heh heh, yeah". So I sat back down at the computer to read and absently popped a few walnuts in my mouth, then one for Rufus. A couple for me, one for Rufus. This went on for a while until my reading was distracted by a little *tick* sound. I looked around but nothing, just Rufus looking up at me. Hmmmmm, interesting. Ok, back to reading. Then I heard it again. *Tick*. I looked down and there were two partially chewed walnuts on the floor. "Eat that" I said, pointing to one. Rufus looked at it and looked at me. "Nope", So I gave him another walnut. He ate it. Gave him another and he puckered up and spit it on the floor. "You're eating some but not others?" I asked. He nodded his head. "Why?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Don't waste food. There are starving children in China" I said, sounding exactly like my mother. "Don't they eat dog?" Rufus asked with a worried look in his eye (the wall eye, that's the one that shows fear). "Spit one more out and you'll find out the hard way".

I gotta get out more.

So check out Estella and Will while you're at it. I'm adicted to both.