@webewanda@akafaceUS If done correctly, crates are not cruel, it is their safe spot. Our pup will go in all by herself to nap or just chill. And of COURSE you must not leave them locked in for long periods of time. A trained pet is a happy pet. If you dont know that, get a stuffed animal.
@JuForthePeople I couldn't give 2 shits what color you are or who you sleep with. Are you qualified? This post indicates your more of a social justice warrior than the leader WI needs.
@GovEvers I get SO tired of hearing Trump, Trump Trump from you. As governor, you are one of the most powerful people in our state. Quit the blame game and do your damn job for alk Wisconsinites, not just the looney far left!
@LockBjon@EricSpracklen Judging by her actions, those "ties" indicate she excelled at coloring, finger painting and eating paste. Full scholarship to 1st grade seems bout right!
@KeshaWorld91 Lol. I've seen A LOT of fishing boats and I know a TON of fishermen. They can and will buy the gas. It's still an affordable and cherished sport. Small price to pay for a day wetting lines.
@Linkin1319@AndrewKolvet I retired 2 years ago. Been using my 401K regularly (just like I planned). I have more money in it now than I did prior to dipping into it. A LOT more. Swearing doesn't make your erroneous statement any more true 😄
@Iamivy05 First apartment. Parents took me shopping for the essentials. Think flour, spices,sugar,oil, windex,toilet cleaner,bleach,dishsoap etc. Added up! Best gift ever!
@ErikUnchained Have to block you. Not a fan of Biden, but the "N" word quote is taken out of context. I despise when people do this. There is enough real ammo without making it up.
The final speech of coach Lou Holtz’s life from this past November. Take the time to watch it and thanks to @A1Policy for sharing this with @outkick. RIP to Coach Holtz, a great man:
I work the swing shift at a hospital cafeteria. I don't get off until 11:30 PM, and I have to take the bus home.
From the bus stop to my duplex is a four-block walk. Our street's streetlights have been burnt out for months, and the city keeps ignoring our petitions to fix them. As a 24-year-old woman walking alone at midnight, those four blocks were the most terrifying part of my day. I’d clutch my keys between my fingers and run the whole way.
One night, I mentioned my fear to Mrs. Higgins, the elderly woman who lives next door, while we were checking our mail. I wasn't complaining, just explaining why I always rushed past her house so late.
She just nodded and patted my arm.
That night, I stepped off the bus at midnight. It was pitch black, as usual. I took a deep breath and turned the corner onto my street.
I stopped dead in my tracks.
It wasn't dark.
Every single porch light on my side of the street was turned on. The entire four blocks were bathed in a warm, yellow glow.
As I walked, I saw a silhouette in a window here, a curtain twitch there.
They were awake. They were watching.
When I got to my door, Mrs. Higgins was sitting on her porch in a rocking chair, a thick blanket over her lap and a cup of tea in her hand.
"Good evening, dear," she said cheerfully.
"Mrs. Higgins, did you ask everyone to leave their lights on?" I asked, my voice catching.
"I didn't ask them to leave them on," she smiled. "I just told them my neighbor was walking home, and it was a bit too dark for my liking. The neighborhood agreed."
They’ve left them on every night since.
Community isn't about knowing everyone's name. It's about making sure everyone makes it to their front door safe.
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