Hide Me

Buddyhides.jpg “Cuppa tea, cuppa tea, put a picture of a cat up on my blog, cuppa tea.” Buddy is not so fond of the camera, shots of him sleeping is the best I can do. But what a cute sleeper!

Let’s see, Iraq is falling apart, Israel is going to keep bombing, but nice to see you Condi, North Korea and nukes, Iran’s working on it, what else? Oh! Thursday I’m having a “procedure,” won’t mention what, it’s too gross, but it’s the one they insist you have at this age, where you can’t eat the day before (hint, hint). God help me. Personally I think this is proof God hates us, if there is a God. He’s just up there laughing and laughing.

So today’s Hide Me post is for Buddy and me. Please hide us.

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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3 thoughts on “Hide Me

  1. I’m confused as to which situation is proof that God (if he/she exists) hates us. Is is the proliferation of nukes or the procedure you spoke of ? Seriously…

    I recall that the procedure is much ado about nothing-for I remember that one is usually sedated. The worst part was doing without food the day before.

    As for the nukes, remember the dopey air raid drills all through the grade school years ? Like hiding underneath a school desk was to actually be our salvation. The more things change…

  2. The good thing about having “the procedure” is, you probably won’t need another one for about five to ten years.

    Hope all goes well!

  3. Thanks, Ellen!

    The “procedure” is proof that God hates us, not the nukes (which would be proof that we hate us, I think). And yeah, I vaguely remember duck and cover. Yup, that would have saved us.

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