Animal Rescue of Fresno

Hello again, peeps, I hope this New Year is treating you well. I apologize for not submitting my usual rant last month, but life sort of got in the way, and I had to recharge my feeble brain. I’m not sure if I grew a few more cells up there in the old noggin’, so you be the judge. As I sit here jotting down my thoughts, it’s 47 degrees and pouring like the bejeezus outside. I’m not saying it’s raining cats and dogs, but I swear a large Labrador chasing a Calico just flew by the window.

BOO! It’s Halloween again my friends, and tonight the streets will be filled with all kinds of creepy crawly things. Gigantic spiders lay in wait for unwary children, motion activated skeletons make the kiddies scream with glee, while ghosts and goblins float above the sidewalks in a spooky haze. Not only does Netflix offer up some mighty fine viewing, it also provides some amazing costume ideas for dressing up in one’s favorite weird and/or wacky character.

Well, well, well, my peeps, it’s just about that time again. The dog days of summer are almost upon us, spreading smiles and sunshine, bluebirds and butterflies, and swapping shoes for sandals. Ah, what a dream! But for some of us, these three stagnant months are only our nightmares come to life, haunting our very existence. This can only mean the beginning of the Good (ice cream), the Bad (triple digit degrees), and the Ugly (preposterous electric bills).

Jump for joy! Sound the alarm! Alert the media! It’s almost time for the greatest event of the year, when the heavens burst open, the angels sing, and the entire world stops spinning on its axis. People of all nations gather together in peaceful harmony, sunshine beams across the globe, and even longtime enemies in the animal world find a new understanding.