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bluebird of bitterness
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Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happinessâ„¢ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitterâ„¢, the beer they named for Bob
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bluebird of bitterness 
If only there was a way to render cats and dogs deaf for a few hours.
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog and commented:
Please make sure your fur babies have safe (and quiet) places to go to and hide during the fireworks 🤔
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Thanks Chris. 🙂
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I think I need a pair of those this year.
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Reblogged this on NEW OPENED BLOG > https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Thanks Michael. 🙂
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Our poor comrades, and nobody will again take care. ;-/ Have a nice Sunday, BoB! I cant remember your home, but i think its the USA. So: Happy Independence Day! xx Michael
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My poor cat goes bonkers with all of the noise. 😾
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We had a cat years ago who was terrified of fireworks, thunder, and any other loud noises. He used to run down to the basement and hide behind the water heater.
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Awww, I hate to see poor little creatures suffer.
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I had a dog who was not allowed upstairs, and he never attempted to go there. Except on Bonfire Night (november 5th in the UK) or thunderstorms when he would shoot up there to hide under a bed.
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Poor beasties. 😦
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We suffer during thunderstorms and fireworks.
Love,
Janie
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Our current cat is the first who doesn’t like sitting on us. He really didn’t like the past few evenings noisiness. All of our previous cats didn’t seem to be bothered but that may have been because when they were sitting on us, we weren’t bothered, so they figured out they were safe.
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Cats vary a lot in how much noise they can handle. I’ve had both extremes — the kind who freak out at the slightest rumble of thunder, and the kind who don’t bat an eye when the kids next door are setting off firecrackers.
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