Good News!! (& happy stories), July 12, 2020

Good news for those with knee problems.

Part of a vaccuum cleaner?

Remember these little guys? The smiling animal?

They are about the size of a house cat, a marsupial from Australia, and are herbivores.

Looks like they borrowed these baskets from a French bakery.

Haven’t we all?

Love this guy.

Interesting punishment.

If you liked Larson, this is good news!

First a pear thief, now an apple thief.

Another crazy person.


Good girl!

Amazing sight!

Sweet little cocker spaniel!

Now that Charlie Daniels is gone, there are no new daily prayers. However, there are some that I missed. Here is one from May:

Celebrate Sunday with Charlie!

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6 Responses to Good News!! (& happy stories), July 12, 2020

  1. czarina33 says:

    Quokkas even eat cute! And, of course, puppies are cute. The elephant is very APPeaLing. Went to Larsen’s site and scrolled back a week: same sense of humor, same drawings. Great to have him back. Now if we could have Kliban’s cats, and Calvin and Hobbes.

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    • lovely says:

      Not sure if you have seen this or not Czarina, Calvin and Hobbes is a family favorite. This made me and my daughter cry.

      In the Final Moments of His Life, Calvin Has One Last Talk with Hobbes
      Myrna Lapres

      This blog is from a Facebook post that I saw thanks to my sister Joanna Osborne Masingila. I love what it says about what is truly important in life—memories, unconditional love, and passing those on to our families and others.

      “Calvin? Calvin, sweetheart?”

      In the darkness Calvin heard the sound of Susie, his wife of fifty-three years. Calvin struggled to open his eyes. God, he was so tired, and it took so much strength. Slowly, light replaced the darkness, and soon vision followed. At the foot of his bed stood his wife. Calvin wet his dry lips and spoke hoarsely, “Did… did you…. find him?”

      “Yes dear,” Susie said smiling sadly, “He was in the attic. “

      Susie reached into her big purse and brought out a soft, old, orange tiger doll. Calvin could not help but laugh. It had been so long. Too long.

      “l washed him for you,” Susie said, her voice cracking a little as she laid the stuffed tiger next to her husband.

      “Thank you, Susie.” Calvin said. A few moments passed as Calvin just laid on his hospital bed, his head turned to the side, staring at the old toy with nostalgia.

      “Dear,” Calvin said finally. “Would you mind leaving me alone with Hobbes for a while? I would like to catch up with him.”

      “All right,” Susie said. “I’ll get something to eat in the cafeteria. I’ll be back soon.” Susie kissed her husband on the forehead and turned to leave. With sudden but gentle strength Calvin stopped her. Lovingly he pulled his wife in and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. “I love you,” he said.

      “And I love you,” said Susie. Susie turned and left. Calvin saw tears streaming from her face as she went out the door.

      Calvin then turned to face his oldest and dearest friend. “Hello Hobbes. It’s been a long time hasn’t it old pal?”

      Hobbes was no longer a stuffed doll but the big furry old tiger Calvin had always remembered. “It sure has, Calvin.” said Hobbes. “You… haven’t changed a bit.” Calvin smiled.

      “You’ve changed a lot.” Hobbes said sadly.

      Calvin laughed, “Really? I haven’t noticed at all.”

      There was a long pause. The sound of a clock ticking away the seconds rang throughout the sterile hospital room.

      “So… you married Susie Derkins.” Hobbes said, finally smiling. “I knew you always liked her.”

      “Shut up!” Calvin said, his smile bigger than ever.

      “Tell me everything I missed. I’d love to hear what you’ve been up to!” Hobbes said, excited.

      And so Calvin told him everything. He told him about how he and Susie fell in love in high school and had married after graduating from college, about his three kids and four grand-kids, how he turned Spaceman Spiff into one of the most popular sci-fi novels of the decade, and so on. After he told Hobbes all this there was another pregnant pause. “You know… I visited you in the attic a bunch of times.” Calvin said.

      “l know.”

      “But I couldn’t see you. All I saw was a stuffed animal.” Calvin’s voice was breaking and tears of regret started welling up in his eyes.

      “You grew up old buddy.” said Hobbes.

      “I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry I broke my promise! I promised I wouldn’t grow up and that we’d be together forever!!” Calvin broke down and sobbed, hugging his best friend.

      Hobbes stroked Calvin’s hair, or what little was left of it. “But you didn’t.”

      “What do you mean?”

      “We were always together…. In our dreams.”

      “We were?”

      “We were.”


      “Yeah, old buddy?”

      “I’m so glad I got to see you like this… one last time…”

      “Me too, Calvin. Me too.”

      “Sweetheart?” Susie voice came from outside the door.

      “Yes dear?” Calvin replied.

      “Can I come in?” Susie asked.

      “Just a minute.” Calvin turned to face Hobbes one last time.

      “Goodbye Hobbes. Thanks… for everything…”

      ‘No, thank you Calvin.” Hobbes said.

      Calvin turned back to the door and said, “You can come in now.”

      Susie came in and said, “Look who’s come to visit you.”

      Calvin’s children and grandchildren followed Susie into the room. The youngest grandchild ran past the rest of them and hugged Calvin in a hard, excited hug. “Grandpa!!” screamed the child in delight.

      “Francis!” cried Calvin’s daughter, “Be gentle with your grandfather.”

      Calvin’s daughter turned to her dad. “I’m sorry, Daddy. Francis never seems to behave these days. He just runs around making a mess and coming up with strange stories.”

      Calvin laughed and said, “Well now! That sound just like me when I was his age.”

      Calvin and his family chatted some more until a nurse said, “Sorry, but visiting hours are almost up.”

      Calvin’s beloved family said goodbye and promised to visit tomorrow. As they turned to leave Calvin said, “Francis. Come here for a second.”

      Francis came over to his grandfather’s side, “What is it, Gramps?”

      Calvin reached over to the stuffed tiger on his bedside and held him out shakily to his grandson, who looked exactly as he did so many years ago.

      “This is Hobbes. He was my best friend when I was your age. I want you to have him.”

      ‘He’s just a stuffed tiger.” Francis said, eyebrows raised.

      Calvin laughed, “Well, let me tell you a secret.”

      Francis leaned closer to Calvin. Calvin whispered, “If you catch him in a tiger trap using a tuna sandwich as bait, he will turn into a real tiger.”

      Francis gasped in delighted awe. Calvin continued, “Not only that he will be your best friend forever.”

      “Wow! Thanks grandpa!” Francis said, hugging his grandpa tightly again.

      “Francis! We need to go now!” Calvin’s daughter called.

      “Okay!” Francis shouted back.

      “Take good care of him.” Calvin said.

      “l will.” Francis said before running off after the rest of the family.

      Calvin laid on his back and stared at the ceiling. The time to go was close. He could feel it in his soul. Calvin tried to remember a quote he read in a book once. It said something about death being the next great adventure or something like that. His eyelids grew heavy and his breathing slowed. As he went deeper into his final sleep, he heard Hobbes, as if he was right next to him at his bedside. “I’ll take care of him, Calvin…”

      Calvin took his first step toward one more adventure and breathed his last with a grin on his face.

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  2. jeans2nd says:

    Vacuum cleaner? Stella, Stella, Stella. Car air cleaner (that man prob wouldn’t know a vacuum cleaner if it bit him lol). Very clean too, one might add.

    One looks at those “Hold my beer” and other gifs and vid clips, and thinks, “Why?”
    Take the durn beer with you and drink it en route. Now that would be cool.

    Thanks for all the critters, they so make my day.
    Thought about taking CD’s prayers and going backwards from his last, or perhaps use last years.
    Sad no one else has picked this up.
    Thanks for doing the work to find ones missed.

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  3. Minorly blowing Stella’s horn here…Blessings 😉

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