Armistice Day

Often in the heat of battle, things are said and actions are taken that are so removed from the gentler nature that we nurture in calmer times. Looking back on what many are simply referring to as The Two Days in March , I wonder that reasoning souls could allow events to deteriorate and cascade to such depths of pain and degredation.

In my defense I will say that it was only with much introspection and hand wringing that I called Christina cat trash. So conflicted was I, that I repeatedly throughout the day checked the internet and my email for her reaction... or perhaps a more threatening reaction from her brutish husband.

Though our emotions and disagreements run deep, perhaps the whole world can pray that the Two-Day Cat Conflict of 2006 has forged a new understanding between peoples and pets of every race, species, and creed... that even with wounds yet healing, we might struggle up from the morass that so recently consumed us... and beat our swords into leashes and our spears into litter boxes... and study blogwar no more.

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