away's blog

The other night in the bucolic village of LeRoy, a neighbors cat got stuck in a tree and dosen't the Fire Dept (not sure what town or village) show up. There was no less than 4, yes count them 4 ...fire fighters, complete with a "big ol Red Fire Truck" that came to the rescue. Oh, lest we forget, one of LeRoys finest shows up as well. I figure the policeman was there in case the cat tried anything funny and maybe had to be subdued and  arrested.  This whole fiasco was not worth the use of that much resources. 

Now mind you I have five cats myself, and with that many cats, I think I can be considered a cat fancier. I must admit, that I once tried to summon the big Red truck brigade for a treed cat, and to this day I will always remember the sage advice that I was given during that call. "Don't worry sir, you don't often see a dead cat in a tree, it'll come down on it's own" and you know they were right. I have never, nor do I expect to, ever see a dead cat in a tree.                                                                                                                  

Recently, I got fired from my job because I did the right thing. In doing so I stepped on the Directors ego and her and the rest of the old girl network figured out a way to get rid of me and they did. I guess that cronyism never goes out of style. I'll never set foot in that hospital again, just in case if ignorance is contagious.