Might as well Jump! Jump!

Go ahead, Jump!

I said Jump!

Hmmm. Can’t seem to get that song out of my head this morning. Go figure. Maybe I need to hop for some reason?? Jumping Jacks?? Was I Jumpin’ jack Flash in another life??

Very puzzling…

However, that should not diminish the efforts I must lay out this morning to mend fences with The People For The Ethical Treatment Of Animals, who clearly spend waaaay too much time reading this here blog.

First off, yesterday’s commentary on freezing goldfish was entirely fabricated, and never intended to persuade children all over the world to put go out and try putting Goldie into The Stiffening Compartment of their parents’ refrigerator. Really, if you go back and look at it, I believe I offered a heartfelt-ish plea NOT to induce frostbite on Little Flipper.

At the very least, I seem to recall saying “DON’T do it” in the post, which I thought pretty much spoke for itself. If I said “DON’T strangle turnips”, would that get the vegetarians of the world upset?? Some folks are just far too sensitive.

Well, what’s done is done. I’ll try to be less of a corrupting force on the impressionable minds of the world. Charlie does a good enough job of that.

Right now I need to try defrosting a guppy.

Kidding!!!

Chow for now!!