According to the good book ‘Burnin’ chapter 4, verse 3, the GOP better watch their back:
Oh, evil men
Playing smart
And not being clever?
I said, you’re working iniquity
To achieve vanity (if a-so a-so)
But the goodness of jah, jah
I-dureth for-i-ver
So if you are the big tree
We are the small axe
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down
These are the words
Of my master, keep on tellin’ me
No weak heart
Shall prosper
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall fall in it, fall in it
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall fall in it (… fall in it)
If you are the big tree, let me tell you that
We are the small axe, sharp and ready
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down
(to cut you down)
(to cut you down)
These are the words
Of my master, tellin’ me that
No weak heart
Shall prosper
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall fall in it, uh, bury in it
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall bury in it, uh (… bury in it)
If you are the big, big tree
We are the small axe
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down
If you are the big, big tree, let me tell you that
We are the small axe
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down
Sharpened …
Ever since I was 12 years old I have considered Bob Marley to be my guiding light. And I am proud to be a small axe chopping away at the tyranny we are experiencing.
Persistence and small sharp axe will get the job done…
Personally I’d rather go in with a bulldozer to clear cut the GOP diseased forest.
Now what the heck is this doing in the diaries?
I went out for a couple hours and the BooMan rewarded me by peeing on my couch. So, as an effort to restore my equinamity, I have put on the album ‘Burnin’.
Let Jah be praised. Serenity Now.
Thanks for sharing.
(But the Booman was punishing for the positive statements you made at the cafe last night about cats and the fact that you found the Booman boring.)
It’s been 30 years since I’ve been lucky enough to have a dog…but my experience is that only cats do the ‘you abandoned me – I’ll show you!’ thing.
when he was a puppy he used to pee on the bed when we left the house. He almost got himself killed, but he did train us to take him with us as much as possible. Fortunately he stopped doing that. This is the first time in years and years.
I’m still pissed and am not sure what the best cleaning strategy is.
Resolve (it’s actually a carpet cleaner) works. Can you remove any part of the sofa cover for dry cleaning and to be able to dry the rest of it out??
I have some resolve. I might use that first and then get some Borax tomorrow and do a more thorough job. And then I will do the old cushion flip for good measure.
Here’s a link to “Urine-off”. Good luck! (and “ewww”)
http://urine-off.com/thedogguy.aspx
Old fashioned Borax…all natural…20 Mule Team Borateem – top shelf of the cleaning aisle usually. Big box but cheaper than chemicals that don’t always work.
Dilute 1/2 c of Borateem to 1 qt warm water. Apply with a damp sponge or spray bottle then dry with paper towels.
Works on cat urine and there is no more difficult smell.
Can also be added to laundry if on clothes or rugs. Add 1 cup to each load of laundry and it will work in cold water….just break up the clumps.
Forgot to say that any residual moisture in the foam cushions from the Borateem mixture will neutralize any odor in them. We let the carpet stay damp after.
My cat sprays a spot on the carpet when he’s PO’d. We let the carpet stay damp after applying. This works to neutralize the smell and doesn’t affect the burgundy carpet color at all.
thanks for the advice. The internet is a wonderful thing. What did we do without it?
I’ve also had really good luck with a product called “Nature’s Miracle.” It’s an enzyme cleaner that works super well. Available at most pet stores. Also works like a charm for red wine!
My cat is definitely in the “retribution camp” (through guilt trips, rather than destruction). The first week she joined our family, she was about 4 months old and we instantly bonded. But the timing was such that the following week I had to go on a five day business trip. Upon my return home, (filled with excitement to see “my baby”) Buddy ran toward me at full speed, slid and scrambled across the dining room floor until she landed at my feet, looked up at me (as my eyes were flooding with tears of joy) . . . and hissed. Then she immediately bolted out of the room. “Welcome home, mommy!” (Thanks Bud – now watch mommy cry)
Since then, she’s found a new way to express her feelings. Every time I leave the house – even if it’s just to get the mail – she finds her decrepit, stuffed toy tiger and places it where I’m sure to find it. (Typically on my pillow, on “my side” of the couch, or on the chair by my computer) I think it’s her “subtle” way of letting me know that she had stopped by to see me and I wasn’t there. :^)
my (long gone) dog never did anything physical to show his displeasure with me but when we’d get back from vacations he wouldn’t “speak to us” for about three days. seriously. He’d be laying there and you’d call him and he’d look away!
au contraire…
my big guy (120 pounds of fluff) is a master at the “I’ll show you” destruction.
Belts, books off the shelf, pissing on the couches, floor, anything, busting through picture windows and sitting on the front lawn, remote controls… pretty much anything you leave out (or is in the house) and he destroyed it. Aww… 😉
One of my favorite Thoreau quotes is this one:
There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root.
It was my sig line for a very long time.