DEAR READERS: Kindest Corporate Greetings from me, Senior Office Cat William Powell.
As deadline approached I watch our allegedly competent chief editor/typer -- call him Leadfinger Larry -- trying to pull together a proper edition of Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap.
Alas, all week our resolutely non-profit website has been bedeviled by a photo processing system that simply has gone, as one of our ol' editor friends used to say, "Plum berswick.' We think he meant "berserk," but you get the drift.
So, as we hope to negotiate some work by the only expert computer photo system fixer, the Wife/Genius of the House, Martha, to make things right.
Thus, we are substituting some in-house photos and a lame technical explanation for what has happened. Eventually, in this weekend spot you will see a wonderful collection of sleeping/napping dog 'n' cat photos.
We're simply waiting for some corrective action, i.e., my make-it-right-spouse Martha taking a wrench or her adored ball-peen hammer to the computer. Whether it's fixing computers or fixing a husband, her motto is "A firm hand, a sweet smile and a ball-peen hammer are always the happily effective answer." [LARRY ASIDE: I might have made up that quote during the peak of desperation.]
So, what we have here is a photo of large brown and white dog Wendy Louse Wagstaff Arden bunked on the dog couch with her pal, the much smaller brown and white girl, Porche Noel.
As you can see, these photos are not properly sized, focused or placed on this website. We'll try again next week. Those two couch dogs, Wendy & Porche, both take evening meds, so that is why they have dozed off in the room with the big TV during a football game.
Also, for the sake of celebrating the joyous moods of our pal Dudley the Angel, I have included a photograph snapped as he enjoyed a pre-snooze glance around the room -- it fulfills his contract as "Clever-but-not-so-loud Guard Dog."
Now, please accept the apologies of Readlarrypowell.com for having studied journalism for about half-a-semester at a junior college in the late-60s rather than "Journalism Computer Science" which, at the time, had not been invented.
Now, everybody get some sleep and enjoy the weekend. Hail Big Tex, you State Fair of Texas fans.
With the ultimate sincerity of a determined corporate achiever, I remain,
William Powell
Senior Office Cat
readlarrypowelldotcom
P.S. Give us a shot at producing a readable, happily photoed weekend edition of slumbering dogs or napping cats by sending pictures and stories to [email protected]. We'll fix this thing even if we have to pay for the work. Gasp....
