Going to the dogs

It's raining quite hard today, and to be honest, I didn't feel much like coming out from under the pile of rocks I call, home. Ribbit!!! Mind you, rain has the good habit to send my food to me, and this is instead of having to hunt around the garden for it. Of course, Bob is happy to have a spell of rain, especially as the garden has been drying up badly, with wacking great cracks appearing all over the place. He says that it's his fault, the cracks, that is. He neglected to put a good mulch over the bare soil. I did tell him, but like all of you humans, he failed to listen to what I had to say on the subject. That'll teach him. Croak!!!

I understand, from Bob's ramblings, that you lot have had yet another warning on your TV's about global warming, the green house effect and the loss of many of the world's ecosystems. Surely, I cannot believe that you humans are dumb enough to ignore all the signs? Can it be that you perhaps think that nothing will happen to you, and that life will continue like it has done for as long as you can remember? Croak!!!

There again, why is it that you believe what your government says, when it tells you that it's doing something to put a stop to global warming? Can a government which tells you this one minute, and the next that it proposes to agree to larger airports and increased air traffic, be fighting against global warming? If you said yes, I say, don't be so frigging stupid! Croak!!! You know what? Everything your government says should come with a health warning.

And what about these oil companies? They are the ones to hold the world to ransom with their ever increasing oil prices. Did you lot know that if you gave up driving your cars for a couple of months, the price of oil would plummet like a stone because they wouldn't be able to sell any of it? Yes, believe it or not, you consumers have the power to make the changes necessary for better living. The only trouble with this statement, it's that you won't give up your cars, even if it did mean cheaper fuel. Mind you, it's all this fuel usage that's partly to blame for all this carbon dioxide in the first place. Roll on the day when fossil fuels finally run dry. When it does, I'm going to throw a wild party... and you're all invited. I hope that you like a drop of slug juice, wing of fly or body of insect? Ribbit!!!

Enough of the warnings, everything is going to the dogs anyway. I'm going to hop around the garden, since the rain has stopped and it's now getting dark. Be good to yourself and be good to those around you. I'll speak to you all again next week. Bye!

Froggy