Ok, I am still unsure about the filibuster compromise, despite (or perhaps because of) all the material I've read today. So I'll tell a small story instead.
Sunday we celebrated birthdays for both my brother-in-law and his eldest daughter (who also graduates from HS later this week). The menu of choice was pizza and strawberry pie, and the television on view was "Extreme Makeover Home Edition (not my choice).
Tigger was in seventh heaven. She loves my brother-in-law because he roughhouses with her even more than I do, and she also knows that when the family is over she is assured of getting at least one Milk-Bone. Sunday night, however, she was distracted by the soupbone she'd gotten earlier in the day.
So we were watching TV, chatting, and eating, and I saw the beast at the door, wanting to come in from the dark. I walked across the room, opened the screen door, and went back and sat down. I looked up a minute or so later, and there in the middle of the floor was a large black object. Yup. The dog had brought her bone inside and carefully laid it down where she couldn't lose it.
Posted by Linkmeister at May 24, 2005 04:46 PM