Poem Reading

Busy playing with the microphone built into my MP3 player (again), and this is what comes out of it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mlpm_cGSDt0

Recall that this poem was the one that jumped out at me last year when I least expected it (poems and even characters do that. Sometimes I feel like a lunatic when this happens. Trying to explain it apparently is useless as other people just don't get it. Ever.)

Sprite's busy begging for another biscuit (which she won't get because she just had one not 15 minutes ago) and Whisper's sleeping with one paw poised in the air.

Now to a minor bit of business: I have been accused of being young and idealistic on this blog in recent days. Note that A) I can be insensitive, and for that I am deeply sorry BUT B) this is my blog and I can say what I want when I want to. I try to keep from trashing too many people by name but hey, my relatives are terrible to try to coexist with. If they ever read this, well, I can only say I told you the truth from my point of view.

If you take offense with my way of thinking, fine. That's your thing. Good for you. Just don't start calling names when I insult someone else.

Ta,
Bec