When the newborns are brought in they are cared for by loving humans 24/7 and are never alone again. Their humans do everything for them, the babies pee and shit and crawl all over them and we smile and tell them how awesome they are.
My flight was to leave at 11:30 am Dec.24/16, Saturday. At 2am, Dec.23/16, Friday, I woke gasping for air. I was to find out later from the emerg doctor I had pneumonia. NONONONONONO Despite my hysterical explanation that I was going to Africa and I couldn’t possibly have pneumonia he stuck to his diagnosis.
Recently I got real wound up reading a post by a solo woman traveller. She wrote about a pervy older guy getting all up in her face, all aggressive and started following her from island to island, even staying at the same hostel, in the same dorm (!!!!!!!) as she was. The problem was that she was nice…
I sold my condo and made a nice profit – YAH! But if you think having more money would make deciding on a path when I retire easier, you would be wrong. Maybe if it were like a kajillion $$$$, it would be. Nah, it would increase choices, there by increasing the level of difficulty.
I keep watching the video and what I see continues to enrage and makes me cry. There is little doubt to me that Harambe rescued the little boy from the water and when the mob continued to scream, he took him to safety. He put his body between those people and the boy to protect…
