Looking Out My Back Door

Updates: Two Sociopaths and a Spunky Bastard

1. As proof that justice does still prevail, yesterday saw Danny Pelosi convicted of second degree murder in the death of Ted Ammon (whose widow subsequently married Pelosi, but that's another story entirely) and Scott Peterson was given the ultimate sentence by the jury in the penalty phase of his trial: death. Of course, given that the appeals process can take decades, who knows how long it will be before the sentence is meted out -- if ever. Until then, he will be moved to San Quentin (which overlooks San Francisco Bay, where the bodies of Laci and Connor were dumped) and his arrival will be announced to all with the words, "Dead man walking." I thought that was simply a movie title, but I guess not.

Now it would be nice if the appeals process were to be overhauled. And I don't think California is the only state with such a problem.

2. Spunky B. is bouncing back (literally) from his surgery. The vet techs report that he's eating like a horse and trying to break out of his cage, even though he's running a slight fever. That's my boy! They suggested that I not visit before his release date (Wednesday night), as they're afraid he'll get too excited and really try to break free. I've been told that his "full name" is going to be written on his charts. Guess they won't miss him!

Moochie and Scraps seemed quite content to have me all to themselves last night. We'll have one more night of peace (and the ability to wrap Christmas presents without the paper being slashed) this evening, for which I'm truly grateful. Then, the return of Destructo Boy. Things will be back to normal, but better, as he won't be wreaking havoc on furniture, papers, boxes or screen doors, nor will he be attempting to rape Moochie. More things to put on the "grateful" list.

posted by Hopster @ 7:39 AM