Town for Sale

My human has been gone today so my blog is being written later than usual. Today I have a site to share with my readers for those people who are looking for some space in which to live. Why buy a house when y0u can buy an entire town? If that is your kind of thinking, then go to this site:
http://realestate.aol.com/blog/2012/03/01/pray-mont-buy-the-whole-town-for-1-4-million/?icid=maing-grid7%7Cmain5%7Cdl20%7Csec1_lnk3%26pLid%3D139959
You can own your own town in Montana, and run it the way you want to run it. If I were buying this town, I would make sure that a dog is mayor and the town would be the best run town in the United States except possibly for Rabbit Hash, Kentucky--a town already run by a dog!

Demon Flash Bandit (Discussing Town for Sale)

Birds: Get Out of Town!

Once upon a time.....yeah, this is a fairy tale. If it were a more modern tale, it would more likely start....this happened awhile back. Once upon a time, there was a town that was overrun by birds. Everyone should be aware that birds are evil (particularly if they read my blog). The town's leaders got together to try to decide what to do to get rid of the evil birds. There were many ideas from poison birdseed which could kill other animals to shooting them, but that would involve everyone carrying a gun. Then one of the leaders remembered that he had read a news story about a dog--a Siberian Husky-who hated birds and could get rid of all of them just by playing music. You may have guessed that this is where I come into the story. This is not just a fairy tale because this is a true story. I happen to play a mean flute, and I have the ability to have birds follow me wherever I want them to go. I took the job, and made an arrangement with some hungry cats to be waiting where I would bring all the birds. The cats were thrilled by this arrangement because cats love to eat birds! I did just as I promised, and all the birds were eaten by the cats so that the town was bird free. When I showed up to get my pay, the city leaders decided to stiff me on the pay and did not come through with the necessary money. I'm sure many of you are thinking that I would get out my flute, and lead all the children out of town. However, I observed that leading the children out of town would make life way too easy on the adults of the town so I left the kids and the cats paid me for the feast they enjoyed. The moral of this story is that Demon Flash Bandit hates birds!

Demon Flash Bandit (The Pied Piper Husky)