Things that make you go awwwwwwwwww :)

[strokeofgenius2]

Got this message from a friend of mine. I thought this was kind of uplifting:

A man died and he was greeted at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter. "Come right in," said Peter. "Um, listen, Peter..." said the man. "I don't mean to be pushy, because I am so thrilled to be here, but I have to admit...I've always been kind of curious as to what Hell is like. You think I could take a quick peek?"

"No problem", said Peter. "I'll give you a quick tour." And Peter snapped his fingers and the two of them were instantly sent to the most magnificent dining room ever seen by human eyes. Everything was solid gold and the table just seemed to go on forever. The man sat down and looked down at the strange bowl that was in front of him. It almost looked like laboratory beaker...very wide at the bottom, very narrow at the bottleneck. There was something very delicious-smelling in the bowl, but the man couldn't quite tell what it was, just that it made his mouth water like crazy.

He picked up this giant utensil, that may have been a fork, but it was tough to tell for sure. The man tried and tried and tried, but the giant utensil just would not fit into the bowl. He tried from every angle and posiiton, but each attempt seemed to make him worse off then the last. He looked around the table and noticed everyone else with a different kind of 'utensil' all struggling to make it fit in the bowl. But nobody had any luck. People started mumbling and cursing, and before long people were shouting obscenities. Others started shoving. Some fistfights broke out. It was getting very ugly in the room. People began to scream out in hunger and anger and the man couldn't bear the sight of it anymore. "I've seen enough!" he shouted. And he and St. Peter vanished from the table.

When the man dared himself to open his eyes again, he was a little frightened. He found himself sitting at the exact same table, in the exact same room, with the same bowl and same utensil in front of him. "Peter", he asked, "are we still in Hell?"

"Of course not", said Peter. "Welcome to Heaven."

"But things are exactly the same. And I still can't feed myself."

Peter just smiled and said, "No, YOU can't."

And with that, Peter picked up HIS utensil and reached it into the man's bowl. Peter's utensil fit like a glove into the bowl, and he brought out a 'spoonful' of the most-delicious tasting food the man had ever eaten.

He looked around the table and noticed everyone at the table laughing and talking and having a great time...an entire table of everyone feeding everyone else.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. 🙂

 

[strtbottomjim]

OK, I can top that.

Years ago, my cat Charlie was bored. He was about a year old, and my brother had moved out, along with the two female ferrets that had raised Charlie from kittenhood.

So, I went to Reno to go score a baby ferret, since they're illegal in California. "Felix" was the last one left at one store, a cute little pink-eyed albino versus the two browns my brother had.

After smuggling little Felix back in the gambler's special tour bus (hey, some trips by motorcycle would be just too much for a baby weaseloid), I introduced Charlie to Felix. Charlie rushes over to kill what he musta thought was a mouse, but then at the last second sniffed, retracted his claws and settled down to gently play with the new baby. Cool.

A few days later, I had a puzzle to deal with. Felix was getting out of the back bedroom area somehow, despite a 2ft wood barrier I'd put up. At age 8 weeks, a baby skinnykitty just can't cross that, or so I thought. OK, I put up a 3ft barrier, and he STILL kept turning up on the other side. WTF?

So I sat around and watched one day. The cat is laying there asleep, and Felix goes up to the wall and makes some half-hearted attempts to jump over it. No chance. So he goes prancing over to the cat, dances around, wakes him up, and rushes over to the wall and bounces around for a couple of secs. The cat yawns, stretches, walks over, grabs Felix by the scruff and CARRIES him over the wall. On the other side, a delighted little weasel bounds away in joy.

Ahhhhh %$#&^%$. Mystery solved 😀.