In fact, I adore puppies.  Lots of puppies.  I am partial to German Shepherd puppies, but really, all puppies are excellent.  I’m not sure that there is any such thing as a non-adorable puppy.

I am also fond of kittens.  All kittens.  Well, okay, maybe not this kitten.  (No, wait, I like that one, too, and have even been known to wear this shirt out in public.)

And this is a very sobering piece of information.  Take heed!

Do I like baby robins?  You bet!

And butterflies?  Yes!  Especially monarchs.

Is is possible to be much cuter than this?  No, it is not.

Is this an appropriate gift for a baby?  Of course!

One of my favorite charities is the Best Friends Animal Society.  I haven’t been able to do it yet, but I have heard that they actually permit you to spend your vacation there, taking care of strays and just generally pitching in around the sanctuary.  This appeals to me.

I anticipate that tomorrow’s disturbing and controversial blog subject will be–gumdrops.  Or flowers.  Or ice cream.  Or mittens.

Or maybe just this, and everyone can go out and buy their own copy.

Until then, I leave you with this.

Sometimes, I think too much. Which is boring, and maybe dull. So, today, I think I will only focus upon Fun Things.

For example, kittens. About whom there are many fun facts to be found. As it happens, I have a crippled, neurologically impaired diabetic cat with no tail–but, she is still a happy girl.

And, you know, puppies are nice, too. There is absolutely nothing bad to be said about dogs. This looks like a fun afternoon. And I pretty much always enjoy Get Fuzzy.

I have no fear of bunnies, but once, my dog and I were walking in the park on a sunny spring afternoon, and we saw a small family of bunnies, with their parents, ambling through the grass. Overcome by excitement and joy, we raced over to get a better view–only to discover that it was a family of baby rats, with their parents. But, it was a nice day, and they seemed happy–so, after a moment of brief consternation, we just stood there and watched them go on their way.

It goes without saying that popcorn is fun. Not that I have ever turned down Doritos.

If I were in Atlanta right now (also known as My Homeland), I think I would go here, immediately. But, since I am not, perhaps I should make some very delicious grits this morning. Or maybe I could look around here, and try a few.

The next time I am in Boston, I think I should actually stop–for the first time in years–and take a ride on these.

Do I want to watch Tootsie? By God, maybe I do. Or, perhaps, Ghostbusters. Since I am devoted to pop culture, spending the day here might be a good a idea.

It is the wrong time of year to do this, but wouldn’t it be pleasant? Maybe, like Lonnie Paxton, making a snow angel would be the way to go. (People, um, need instructions? Okay.)

Or I could just sneak off to Facebook, and attack people with my monsters for a while–which I find a whole lot more entertaining than I probably should.