I saw a news story the other day saying that many radio stations across the country have bowed to demands by the #Me Too movement not to play the Christmas classic song Baby, It’s Cold Outside, which has been a holiday favorite since 1944. According to those who object to the song, its lyrics encourage date rape.
I don’t know about all that, I stopped being politically correct a long time ago. Okay, let’s be honest, I was never politically correct. That nonsense has gotten so far out of hand that any minute now somebody is going to be demanding we change the sexist name of the sperm whale.
But putting all of that aside, I’m going to say it – baby, it’s cold outside! After a cold snap a few days ago, it warmed back up for a day or two and then the thermometer started dropping again. Yesterday’s high was 61, and last night it got down into the upper 30s. If it gets much colder I wouldn’t be surprised if we start seeing penguins hanging out with the manatee who spend the winter in our canal.
Since it was too cold to do anything else, I stayed inside and spent the day writing yesterday. By the time I knocked off, I had added another 4000 words to my new Big Lake book. I’m still way behind schedule, and it’s going to be a challenge to get it out by the end of the year, but I’m trying.
I expected some negative feedback after I suggested in Monday’s Q&A blog that it might be time for someone to put an aging dog down whose quality of life was not good. And while I did get some flack, it wasn’t nearly as much as I had expected. One woman did write to tell me that life must be miserable for somebody like me who hates animals.
That’s not true. I like a lot of animals. I’m very fond of elephants, dolphins, and manatee. Although I hate to admit it, over the years I have met a cat or two I liked, and I love real dogs. Note, I said real dogs. I can’t stand yappy little ankle biters of any breed. I have friends who have noisy little dogs and they keep telling me I must like them, because sometimes I pet them while we are visiting. No, I’m just being polite. If you had ugly, noisy kids, I would be nice to them, too. After all, I’m the visitor and my mama taught me how to be polite when I go to somebody’s house. That doesn’t mean I like your little dogs or your kids.
I do love well mannered medium and large size dogs, with a particular fondness for German shepherds. Apparently one of my blog readers has decided that since we are no longer RVing and I’ve expressed my appreciation for that particular breed of dog, it is her job to find me one. The last few days she’s been sending me links to German Shepherd pet rescue groups in the southeastern part of the United States, as well as links to German shepherds advertised by local dog pounds and on Craigslist. Here are two of them. How can you not fall in love with those faces?
But I shall love them from afar. Terry and I are both animal lovers and we have had many pets in the past. But we are at the point in our lives where we don’t want the responsibility of a pet. We like being able to jump in the car and go someplace on the spur of the moment and not worry what time we get home to take care of an animal. And, it hurts so darn much to lose them when the time comes. I think we’ll keep things the way they are.
It’s Thursday, so it’s time for a new Free Drawing. This week’s prize is an audiobook of Stillborn Armadillos, the first book in my John Lee Quarrels mystery series. To enter, all you have to do is click on this Free Drawing link or the tab at the top of this page and enter your name (first and last) in the comments section at the bottom of that page (not this one). Only one entry per person per drawing please, and you must enter with your real name. To prevent spam or multiple entries, the names of cartoon or movie characters are not allowed. The winner will be drawn Sunday evening.
Thought For The Day – A woman’s mind is cleaner than a man’s because she changes it more often.