Humane Society

Nothing brings out the worst in folks quite like anonymity. Under the misguided belief that the Internet was created to catalog negative comments and painfully poor grammar, folks we geeks call “trolls” rant and pillage the Web and leave in their wake you, with a helpless, panicky feeling.

As a public relations and social media blogger gal, the one question I am asked most often is, “How the BLEEP am I supposed to respond to stupid online comments?” I hear ya’!

I don’t bother chasing mice around
I slink down the alley looking for a fight
Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night
Singin’ the blues while the lady cats cry,
“Wild stray cat, you’re a real gone guy.”
I wish I could be as carefree and wild,
but I got cat class and I got cat style.

They say dog is man’s best friend, but we all know that a dog is also a woman’s soul sister. If you’ve had your pup for a while, think back to all of the elation, heartbreak, embarrassment, and triumph she’s witnessed: crappy first dates, hangovers, boyfriends, wanna-be boyfriends, one-woman fashion shows, wardrobe disasters, your attempts to train for a marathon, and don’t forget the flu.