Jedi_Nephite

I seem to have the opposite problem. I have difficulty stretching my talks into 20 minutes when I can make my point in about 10.

Thank you! The other kitten (Hobbes, who will be a year old in May, so not so much a kitten anymore), is very curious about her. Of course, he had to show her who’s top cat around here. He follows her around constantly and pounces her frequently, but never hurts her. But today he started giving her a bath.

The newest feline member of our family. 8 week old female. We’re still trying to decide on a name, though. Update: We decided to name her Zelda.

If you want an expensive hobby, try getting into ham radio. That can drain your bank account very quickly.

Someone’s always playing corporation games….

The pigeons might also be a problem.

I’m disappointed. I thought this thread was going to be about some people who built a city.

A true Mormon horror movie would be one where the Bishop spontaneously asks a member to bear their testimony in the middle of Sacrament meeting.

Regarding part C, the First Presidency never told members to get vaccinated. What they did say was that they should make the decision prayerfully and by following the consul of competent medical professionals.

I wish I could say I’m surprised, but I’m not.

The sad truth is, if Captain Moroni were alive today, people would probably call him mean, callous and undiplomatic for telling it like it is.

At first glance, every time this thread pops up, I think the topic of discussion is going to be about either him… or him… And then I remember that’s not a lower case “L” in “AI.”

They certainly are.

Sadly, on Friday night, we had to say goodbye to our cat, Arwen. We’re not sure of the cause, but she suddenly became very ill, very quickly, and we had to put her down. At the vet’s office, when we realized that the most humane and practical thing to do for her was to not prolong her suffering, my wife and I tried to explain the situation to our two daughters, who are both on the spectrum, and who loved that cat very much. We told them that Arwen is very ill, and is dying. And that she wouldn’t be coming back home with us. Additionally, we explained that Heavenly Father wants what’s best for Arwen, and doesn’t want her to suffer. We further explained that she will be going to a better place, where she will be very happy. We were with her when she was put to sleep. I held her in my arms while my wife, daughters, and I said our goodbyes and pet her one last time. Afterwards, the vet came in, and started the process of euthanasia. She was gone within a minute. Even though she was only about 3 1/2 years old when she died, she left a mark on our hearts. She brought joy, fun, love, and laughter into our lives. She was surprisingly patient with my kids, especially the youngest when she would constantly pick her up and drag her around the house or push her around in a toy shopping cart like a baby. She often liked to come upstairs to my office for a pat on the head, and then sleep on my desk or look out the windows. I’ll never forget the times when she would steal my chair when I would leave my desk for a moment, or the times when she would randomly bat my elbow when sitting in the recliner. She was always ready to attack any shoeless feet. I guess feet with only socks were grounds for attack, in her mind. Thank you for the joy, fun, love, and memories, dear friend. Your void is surely felt, and will be greatly missed.