Yup. That's one seriously adorable kitten.
My dad's side of the family doesn't believe in funerals. At most family members go hang out at someone's home and talk, but nothing like a formal funeral.
Yeah, same on my mom's side. At least not in recent years anyway. My one uncle didn't have a formal funeral, his family up in SD just got together and probably drank beer and whiskey (because that's what he would have done). My aunt (aforementioned uncle's wife) died before he moved to SD, and there was a memorial service of sorts, and then lunch at a restaurant, but no formal funeral. Mom already said she doesn't want a funeral. And I've said I want to be cremated, and then there will be a life celebration. No wakes or funerals.
My personal policy is cremation or green burial and then surviving relatives can decide if they want to hold a funeral, or life celebration, or whatever. I think what happens after death is really for those still living. When I'm dead, it won't matter to me.
And Angua in hers as a kitten.
Yes. All of the above.
There is. It's the quote from "Merchant of Venice" about Nature having framed strange fellows. The puppy among the kittens (all the same size and with basically the same coloration) is what makes the picture work with the quote.
You're making the mistake of thinking it's their job to listen to you and provide customer service, just because that's what they said the phone number was for. They have their orders -- Send a new TracFone to all callers. I gave up on TracFone several years ago, after they told me I had to provide a receipt for the minutes I'd bought or I couldn't use them. They also put me on hold for hours, and then went home for the day without telling me.
There is that. Well...there is ALWAYS that. I do wonder, however, if the customer service rep even quite understood what I wanted. It was quite evident that English was not her first language, or even the second or third. And my ears are tricky, as well...perhaps I actually said yes to the tracfone thinking I was saying yes to something else entirely. I haven't used tracfone for years, but I had the thing lying around with 0.03 minutes on it, charged, just because the clock's alarm on that particular phone was so loud that I knew it would wake me. I had till June of this year before it expired and went inactive, so I thought I'd try to salvage the texts with Hekitty's baby pics on it, put 30 minutes on the phone send them to myself via email. No such luck. My phone is obsolete, and even with minutes on it, won't send. But I have a fancy new one with a flippin camera that I'm going to throw out. And no baby pics of my girl. I wonder if my local computer guy can retrieve them for me?
A lot of "customer service" jobs have been moved out of the country.
I feel your pain. I do that all the time. Heck, if I forget something in the house and am still in the driveway, I don't like to go back to get it. Lol. Once I'm gone, I'm gone.
