My cat is a flamepoint siamese cat. He ate a SOS pad when he was a kitten my husband named him Stupid.
My daughters cat is named Stinky because he farts.
So I have two cats in my house Stinky and Stupid.
0. Bella
Bella is one of the dogs on the list who sadly passed away in 2011, but not before she touched many of us who heard the story of the tiny stray’s unlikely friendship with Tarra, a fully grown elephant. Eight years ago, Bella wandered onto The Elephant Sanctuary of Tennessee. There she met Tarra, a retired showbiz elephant, and the two became constant companions. Their story charmed millions around the world, and the two friends were even profiled by CBS news. Sadly, this heartwarming story turned heartbreaking when Bella was attacked by coyotes and succumbed to her injuries in October. Tarra found her body and carried it to one of their special places and waited until the sanctuary caregivers came. Today, Tarra continues to grieve and heal at the sanctuary surrounded by friends. Click here to read more.
Susie Crosby Griffin
A Little Christmas Story
When four of Santa’s elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the very real Pre-Christmas pressure.
Then Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where.
Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. Then he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drunk all the cider and hidden the liquor. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor.
He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and an irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said very cheerfully, ‘Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn’t this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?’
And so began the tradition of the little angel on the top of the Christmas tree.
This is Mr Biewer with his dogs, Mr Biewer started the biewer breed,
Nice cat. is that stupid or stinky
The picture is of stupid (I call him mouser)
Here is a picture of my flamepoint cat.
