"O The Iniquities Of The Tongue!" :)

I thought that now, on the brink of World War IV, I should post about something that I learned very early on in this blogging-venture: "It is Excessively Easy To Be Misunderstood In Writing".
Yes. I was one of the prime instigators in that memorable World War III, better known as the Battle of Blue and Gray. ;) I only meant to have a fun debate. It turned...slightly sour. I had never really considered how much facial expressions assist people understanding eachother correctly. I mean, I have witnessed over and over again how sometimes I'll leave a comment on a blog, and it will be misunderstood because people can't see my mischievous sparkle in my eyes, or that I'm smiling. So I have learned to be really careful with what I put online, and how I phrase things. If you are being funnily sarcastic and saying, "I love broccoli", and I couldn't see your expression, I very well might believe you. Now, that is a weak example, and but you get my point? I think of the verse in the Bible: "Where many words are present, sin is not absent".
This wasn't supposed to be a preachy post, but an explanation, and, if you were caught in World War III, I didn't mean anything that might have offended you! So lets all be friends and happy and get along like bumps on a log! ;) Just kidding! Have a nice evening! -Rachel

In Which I am Thrown Into Disgrace

I feel like a murderer. My evil-minded cat, has eaten one of Anna's baby mice and came back for another! Anna has nursed these wee things back to health, has faithfully fed them every few hours with a dropper...in short, has been a mother to them. And my cat has ended it all for one of them, and perhaps the other too. Somehow, I have a strange feeling that my beast's behavior reflects upon me! ;) So, to clear myself, I have humbly made a lament for Anna. Here it is!

"A Lament For Anna's..mouseling"

"Your protege- a little mouse

Was not safe- even in your house.

A dark, designing beast (my cat)

Has killed your pet and that is that.

I blushed, I sighed, I dropped a tear

When first I did this story hear-

It cuts my heart like sharpest knife

To think my cat just took a life!

I did not do it, (this I know)

But I am sorry even so.

I do not know psychology ;)

So please take my apology.

And I will give a freezing shoulder

To my cat- least she grow bolder."

-Your humble sister: Rachel H.

I have not seen Anna yet this morning since the discovery was made, so I fly away to her to lay this appeasement at her feet and hope she doesn't hold any hard feeling towards me, the owner of the one who did a most horrid deed. -Rachel