Wednesday, July 30, 2008

One Ends, Another Begins

I am ending the "name my business contest" and announcing that no one has won. While there was one suggestion that stood out, it still wasn't quite right. Last night I finally decided on A.M.H. Research Solutions so we'll see where that takes me. Since only 4 people entered I am offering you each a consolation prize, see me in Vegas and I'll buy you a beer or shot. Thanks again to Gracie, Easycure, STB, and Maura for the suggestions.

Now for the new contest. If you read my last post you know there is a new member of my family. We were calling him Opie but that just isn't working so I'm looking for suggestions. Names I've already tried but don't like include, Puck, Toby, Tiger, Tigger, Elmo, and every San Jose Sharks player. They just weren't right and I'm stumped. He's a crazy kitten with long legs and a very slight overbite. He loves to play with anything, moving or not as he will attack my feet in the middle of the night. He's still scared of new people and hasn't warmed up to my dad or step-mom yet but he purrs for me all the time. He's clumsy and a bit awkward but the most adorable kitten I've seen in awhile.

So, there you go. Feel free to send me your suggestions via my e-mail, April9807 @ yahoo . com

Prize will be the drink of your choice next time I see you so long as it isn't the most expensive shot at the bar. I do plan to be in Vegas in December so, if you win and are there, I'll pay up at that time.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008


I would like to introduce you all to the newest member of my family. His name is Opie.
We have a feral cat problem in my mobile home park which has led to a feral kitten problem. I got it in my head that I was going to trap the kittens and rehabilitate them then find them homes. I trapped one about a week ago and the rest scattered. After one bout of carelessness on my part that required a trip to the ER for antibiotics, he is now the sweetest little thing in the world. He still needs to get used to other people but he doesn't run and hide or hiss at me anymore.
His first trip to the vet is tomorrow where I'll find out exactly how old he is and if he's as healthy as he looks. I'm guessing he's 7 weeks but I could be off by a couple. I do know he's old enough to have some sharp teeth though. I have the hospital bill to prove it!

Tuesday, July 22, 2008


No time to write. I came across this while doing a research project. It was labled the Evolution of Dance. It's 6 minutes of hilarity!