Pet Peeve of the Day — Take And

Today’s Pet Peeve Rant is:

“Take and” 

Pronounced almost like “taken”.


“I need to take and go to the store.”
“I am going to take and go riding.”

Ok…. do I REALLY need to tell anybody why this is wrong?  Do I? Sigh….

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Friday Night Dream

I had a strange dream Friday night.  I am just now getting to writing about it.  I was at the house across the street, trying to go in the door.  Instead of being on the front of the house where it is, the door was on the side.  It was an odd door and I seem to recall that it was a pocket door.  Not quite sure, though. Anyway…. there was an entity of some sort that wouldn’t let me in the door. There were people behind me, like I was leading them.  I spoke to the entity and told it that I was going to come in and get the cat and rabbit.  It spoke and said I couldn’t have them.  As I tried to enter the open doorway, a force pushed me back and I fought against it to get in.  As I was pushing through, I saw the white cat and white rabbit floating in the air as if someone was holding onto them.  I grabbed one and snatched it away from the entity.  I don’t remember at the moment which one it was, but I think it was the cat.  As I did that, the other broke the grip of the entity and scurried off further into the house.

The next thing I remember is being in my own house, in my bathroom, doing something to the ceiling light.  As I was working on it, a very small infant body — wrapped up like a mummy — fell out of the light fixture.

This concludes the weird dream.  Now… I’d like to know what that all  means.

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One of my nephews was working out of town over the last few days.  At one location, he and co-workers were sitting/standing beneath a tree when two baby squirrels came down the tree to stop on one co-worker’s shoulder.  They looked for a mother and couldn’t find any sign, so they decided to try to feed them and keep them safe.  My experience tells me that it rarely works; so it’s better to let mother nature take her course if your conscience will allow you.

Nephew brought the one here for me to see.  His little boy brought it to me while I was sitting at the computer.  When he handed it to me,  I knew instantly it was very sick.  It appeared to be having trouble with breathing and such.  It was very lethargic. As soon as I touched it, I could feel that it was wanting comfort and asking for help.  I know… that might sound strange.  But, it’s a fact.  I’ve always had this sort of empathy with animals of all sorts.  It’s one reason that I don’t hunt.  I haven’t hunted since I was a child.  I could if I needed to eat…. but I’d rather not. Anyway, the poor little thing was clinging to anyone for comfort.  It was nearing death and I knew it.  My nephew and I talked about what it needed to eat and that it should not be handled much because it was stressed physically.  I tried to prepare him that it was near dead.

It died a couple of hours later. I feel sorry for it.

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