If dogs could talk, they'd tell us to live for the moment and to always spend time with the loved ones. If they could talk, they'd probably tell us work was irrelevant and it's what we do with our time that matters.

I'm racked with guilt. My indifference towards a lizard caused its gruesome death, and its assailant keeps flying into the window mocking me. How do you keep mynahs from coming in and hopping around the countertop? More importantly, how do you stop them from picking up poor defenseless lizards from the floor while you wash your hands in the toilet?

It just flew in again, I swear it was looking at me with an evil glint in its eye. The birds around here make me paranoid.