See... This is why I choose to remain heartless... Hearts are too much trouble...
You have to take care of them, take them for walks, clean out their litter box... And after all that there is still a chance they may one day randomly attack you...
Or is that pet mountain lions...?
No... I think it's hearts... Or hedgehogs... Do hedgehogs use litter boxes?
I know they'll attack you, but only if you owe them money...
I know at least with hearts you can transplant them if you have the right kind of potting soil... You can't transplant a hedgehog... You can throw them at annoying people...
Human anatomy is very complicated.
Either way, it's a pain in the rump and I say, "no thank you, good day sir, no hearts for me".
Stupid tin man...
Wait... Was it a heart or a hedgehog he was looking for?
It been years since I've seen the Wizard Oz... Everyone had some McGuffin they were questing for... Toto was looking for his band, the cowardly lion was looking for a gun to give him courage, the tin man his hedgehog, the scarecrow wanted to eat human brains and Dorothy was looking for another set of ruby slipper so she could afford to hire a good lawyer to sue the weather forecasters for failing to predict the tornado that almost killed her and gave her reoccurring nightmares.
But seriously, I don't miss not having a hedgehog.
Even the grinch, when he finally did that nice stuff and the townspeople felt sorry for him and paid for his heart enlargement surgery... What did that get him? A lousy remake with Jim Carey capering about...
Anyway since I've forgotten what this is about, I should go...
Well, get well soon... Both LisaB and scatha.
Bye.