Lulu's family split for thanksgiving and she danced around when I came. We went into the dog yard though I said after the Zionist/Obamite interlude I said never again. All the leaves were pushed aside so it was just a dirt yard with scraggly grass and dismembered stuffed animals and junk food trash, and i looked down and a robin was at my feet with a broken wing looking up at me saying um, can you help me? And I said I'm so sorry I don't know how if I can, how are you going to fly though? and I got sad and I kept mumbling sorrowfully and saying but I can't save you, so many so hurting I can't save but I love you robin, and I squished into another splat of dog shit. Happy thanksgiving if you do.