Poor little flower, I watched Meerkat manor last night and was crying, poor little flower got bitten by a Cobra and died. She was protecting what she loved most in her little animal life her pups.It was so stinking sad i was boo hooing, just another reason to hate snakes in my opinion.I logged on to the Animal Planet discussion with the producer of the show and he said she actually died on January the 27th 2007.They recovered her body and buried her in a marked grave.Poor little Flower, Meerkat Manor is so addictive, you just have to watch, they are only about 12 inches high and weigh about 3lbs but they are so cute! I love the way the sit up when they are sensing danger and the way they all band together as a family when danger is present.They "mob" snakes to get them to leave them alone but occasionally they get bitten and this is what happened to Flower, the snake was in her burrow and her pup's where in there, so in she went, when she came out he next morning, she had a swollen face and in less than 48 hours she was dead.She was 6 years old which they said was a good age for a dominate female, so she had a good life i guess, nature is so cruel sometimes.
So next weeks episode is going to be interesting, who will be the dominate female now? and what will Zaphod her partner do now? he may well have to leave the group as they are all his children.Tune in to find out!
Saturday, 29 September 2007
Friday, 28 September 2007
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Sunday, 23 September 2007
An Obituary
Found this on another website.....
__________________________________________________________________________ Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; Why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies: don't spend more than you can earn and Reliable Strategies: adults, not children, are in charge. His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they, themselves, had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Tylenol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, share this with someone.
__________________________________________________________________________ Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; Why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies: don't spend more than you can earn and Reliable Strategies: adults, not children, are in charge. His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they, themselves, had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Tylenol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, share this with someone.
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