Last night late the Yehudah menage were almost all in a state
approaching catalepsy, zonked out by a mind-numbing program on tv that
Patty insisted on watching, when suddenly there arose such a clatter I
sprang out of bed (or off the couch) to see what was the matter. .
.Oops, sorry 'bout that. Anyway, I discovered Samantha in the kitchen
presiding over the death throes of a small, wild rabbit. I picked it up
and escorted it outside, but by the time I set it down, it had kicked
its last kick.
Notice I referred to the critter as 'it.' If I don't depersonalize
something like that very quickly or make light-hearted comments about
it, I get all maudlin and teary-eyed, especially after a couple of
beers. Patty sometimes thinks I'm cold-hearted because I make
inappropriate jokes but she doesn't understand that it's a defense
mechanism.
To one who thinks, life is a comedy; to one who feels, life is a
tragedy. As with most humans I am composed of both tendencies and
therefore have to make a conscious effort to go with my head rather than
my heart. As Abe Lincoln once said, "I have to laugh to keep from crying."

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Welshmen like to sing, but to me it sounds as if someone is jumping from
a high place into a bathtub full of frogs. And every time I stepped out
of the car to relieve myself, the sheep would back towards me with
expectant looks on their faces.
Karen - 12 May 2004 19:36 GMT
Poor bunny. I understand. I think we all do it to some degree. Condolences
on the unknown bunny.
Karen
> Last night late the Yehudah menage were almost all in a state
> approaching catalepsy, zonked out by a mind-numbing program on tv that
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> therefore have to make a conscious effort to go with my head rather than
> my heart. As Abe Lincoln once said, "I have to laugh to keep from crying."
Christine Burel - 12 May 2004 20:02 GMT
I'm sorry that happened to you, Dave. Purrs for the rabbit.
Christine
> Last night late the Yehudah menage were almost all in a state
> approaching catalepsy, zonked out by a mind-numbing program on tv that
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> therefore have to make a conscious effort to go with my head rather than
> my heart. As Abe Lincoln once said, "I have to laugh to keep from crying."
Magic Mood Jeep? - 12 May 2004 20:12 GMT
> Last night late the Yehudah menage were almost all in a state
> approaching catalepsy, zonked out by a mind-numbing program on tv that
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> and escorted it outside, but by the time I set it down, it had kicked
> its last kick.
Awwwwwwww poor bun-bun. We have a nesting pair in a brush-pile at the very
back of our yard. IF (and I do mean IF) I can drag my pasty white bod out
of bed early enough in the morning, I get to see them frolicking in the
yard. Once I saw them right near the bedroom window, at the edge of the
driveway playing a game of reverse-leapfrog (bun A running at bun B would
NOT jump over bun B, but instead bun B hopped straight up & bun A ended up
running underneath bun B). Also, poor Samantha & mean you for taking away
her 'toy'.
> Notice I referred to the critter as 'it.' If I don't depersonalize
> something like that very quickly or make light-hearted comments about
> it, I get all maudlin and teary-eyed, especially after a couple of
> beers. Patty sometimes thinks I'm cold-hearted because I make
> inappropriate jokes but she doesn't understand that it's a defense
> mechanism.
Don't feel too bad about that - I have that same 'defense'. In 1988 my
father passed away while in the hospital, waiting for heart surgery, which
they couln't perform because his kidneys were failing, they tried to
'jump-start' his kidneys with dialysis, but it wasn't helping. And they
couldn't do a kidney transplant due to his failing heart. It was a catch-22
situation, and he ended up dying in his sleep one night. He had bad vlaves,
and to this day I say that they were going to do 'valve job' on my father.
Some people thingk I'm really crass for that. Sigh.
> To one who thinks, life is a comedy; to one who feels, life is a
> tragedy. As with most humans I am composed of both tendencies and
> therefore have to make a conscious effort to go with my head rather than
> my heart. As Abe Lincoln once said, "I have to laugh to keep from crying."
I definatley fall into this category. Another defense is to 'ignore things
and they will go away', but that rarely works, because said things usually
come back to bite me in my pasty white @$$.

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Jeanette - 12 May 2004 22:13 GMT
> --
> Welshmen like to sing, but to me it sounds as if someone is jumping from
> a high place into a bathtub full of frogs. And every time I stepped out
> of the car to relieve myself, the sheep would back towards me with
> expectant looks on their faces.
Poor little rabbit. I try not to get too attached to bunnies, when so many
of them end up as cat food.
In other meanderings .... Dave, where DID you get that sig from? :)
Jeanette
Hopitus2 - 12 May 2004 22:54 GMT
F'Gawd's sake, Dave....how did this rabbit get into your kitchen? Into your
house, for that matter?
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: Jeanette
David Yehudah - 13 May 2004 00:32 GMT
I think it was something the cat drug in. :-)
> F'Gawd's sake, Dave....how did this rabbit get into your kitchen? Into your
> house, for that matter?
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> :
> : Jeanette

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Welshmen like to sing, but to me it sounds as if someone is jumping from
a high place into a bathtub full of frogs. And every time I stepped out
of the car to relieve myself, the sheep would back towards me with
expectant looks on their faces.
David Yehudah - 12 May 2004 23:02 GMT
Hi, Jeanette
I got that sig line from P.J. O'Rourke's "Vacations from Hell." One of
them was a trip through Wales.
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>>Welshmen like to sing, but to me it sounds as if someone is jumping from
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> Jeanette
Jeanette - 12 May 2004 23:37 GMT
> Hi, Jeanette
> I got that sig line from P.J. O'Rourke's "Vacations from Hell." One of
> them was a trip through Wales.
Thank you :)
Cheryl - 13 May 2004 02:06 GMT
> To one who thinks, life is a comedy; to one who feels, life is a
> tragedy. As with most humans I am composed of both tendencies and
> therefore have to make a conscious effort to go with my head rather
> than my heart. As Abe Lincoln once said, "I have to laugh to keep from
> crying."
The circle of life is very cruel in its own way. :(

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Cheryl
Tanada - 13 May 2004 04:16 GMT
> To one who thinks, life is a comedy; to one who feels, life is a
> tragedy. As with most humans I am composed of both tendencies and
> therefore have to make a conscious effort to go with my head rather than
> my heart. As Abe Lincoln once said, "I have to laugh to keep from crying."
How do you think we've been dealing with Rob's cancer? By making
magnet, lost hair, memory loss, driving, and other jokes. Around here
humor is not just for entertainment, it's a necessity.
Now, did Samantha catch it, or did it stagger in to die? And did
Lincoln really say that?
Pam S.
David Yehudah - 13 May 2004 17:58 GMT
Hi, Pam
All I know is I heard a heck of a row in the kitchen, and when I
checked there was the rabbit with Sam guarding it from the d*gs.
Lincoln had a habit of cracking jokes and telling funny stories,
sometimes when it was not really appropriate, like during the War of
Northern Aggression. One of his cabinet members scolded him for that,
once, and Lincoln told him he had to laugh to keep from crying.
Cheers,
Dave
>> To one who thinks, life is a comedy; to one who feels, life is a
>> tragedy. As with most humans I am composed of both tendencies and
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> Lincoln really say that?
> Pam S.

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Welshmen like to sing, but to me it sounds as if someone is jumping from
a high place into a bathtub full of frogs. And every time I stepped out
of the car to relieve myself, the sheep would back towards me with
expectant looks on their faces.