And I am sort of annoyed at the pet-watchers for bilking them, but on the other hand, they do have peace of mind.

It's only bilking if they don't follow through after the Rapture.

It's only bilking if they don't follow through after the Rapture.

Exactly.

Turns out my shredder wasn't broken last night. It just overloaded. Now? Now it's broken. Won't shred anything more than two sheets thick. Which means I had to open a lot of envelopes and refold pages before I could shred them. Still, my dining table is visible again. And the paper cuts will heal.

Hah. I started the whole Rapture-pet-sitting-service convo here at work; it was suggested that the Rapture will be preceeded by a 5-minute "intercom" warning, allowing you to safely park your car (or land the plane you're piloting, or what have you) BEFORE being bodily whisked off this mortal sphere.

Thoughtful, eh?

it was suggested that the Rapture will be preceeded by a 5-minute "intercom" warning,

Can you still repent during that 5-minute period? If you can, that's going to piss a lot of people off.

Just like George Carlin: "What if, before you die, there was an audible warning -- Two minutes, get you shit together!"

Reminds me of the t-shirt:

Jesus is coming!

Quick - look busy!

Timelies all!

The cats had their annual vet visit today. (G took them in, as his office is closed this week) Once again, Luna led us a merry chase around the house before we caught her and put her in the carrier. I got a nice scratch from one of her claws in the process.

If there was a five-minute warning before the Rapture, I'm probably be saying the following to God:

"God, I'm really sorry for all my sins and for not believing in You and what-not. Can you please Rapture me too? Oh wait, one of your followers paid me $110 to take care of his cat when he got Raptured - can I just stay here on Earth for now and repent later?"

Once again, Luna led us a merry chase around the house before we caught her and put her in the carrier.

That's why the first thing I do when I have to take Amarna to the vet is shut the bedroom door (after I make sure she's not in there). Only then do I take the carrier out of the hall closet. That way, she can't hide under the bed. I learned this lesson when I had to take the mattress and box springs off of the bed to get to her a few years back.

To my vague recollection, the rift between the Seventh Day Adventists and the Baptists from which they sprung was based on just such a warning. The Baptists (I think) said God would give you one last chance and the Adventists were all, "Nope, too late now sucker."