Crazy Family Story of the Week
Last week, I was inspired to start this new feature on my blog: The Crazy Family Story of the Week. My extended family is absolutely huge, so I have a lot of material to draw from! I have relatives that are very successful in their professions and are compensated very well for it and I have relatives that aren't very successful at life in general let alone their careers! I love them all and am by no means trying to exploit their short-comings or hard luck stories. It's just some of this stuff is so entertaining that you couldn't make it up. Plus, no family is perfect. We all have quirks and issues, but sometimes we just can't take ourselves too seriously, because many things that happen to us are funny and just plain absurd at times. So, without any malintent or disrespect, here is the inagural crazy family story:
Last week, I was sitting at home, and my cell phone rang. It was my grandpa calling from Salt Lake City. He said that he had just watched the noon news and seen something disturbing that we should know about: my uncle's place had been raided. Obviously, this was not his son. So, I thanked him for letting me know and proceeded to start dialing down the family tree.
My uncle and his wife, my aunt (obviously), are fanatical Save the Animals people. I'm not sure that they even relate to people anymore, because they live their lives for dogs, cats, birds, etc. Their social skills leave a little to be desired. They are very passionate about their cause and have even lived in warehouses with all the animals instead of owning a home like the rest of us. They did have a house once, but that was featured on the news as one of Salt Lake's biggest eye-sores. Needless to say, the authorities have had a lot of complaints about my uncle and aunt! "Their house is a pig sty! They stink up the whole neighborhood! The dogs bark all day and all night!" They want to be a real shelter and their goal is getting the animals adopted out to caring families. Sounds good, right? Well, they only have a few problems: People try to adopt animals from them, but my uncle and aunt are so picky about who they trust to adopt the animals that almost no one gets one. And if you are worthy enough, you have to agree to let my uncle and aunt pop-in at any time over the next three years to make sure that you are indeed taking proper care of the animal. If they don't think you are, then they can take the animal back! Another obstacle to adoption is that they take in all the animals that no one would really want to have anyway. For example: Would you want to adopt an eight year old, blind, three legged dog with epilepsy? Ummm... Probably not. How about a retarded Parrot? It really is very compassionate of them to want to take care of these animals, but if they were in the wild they would not have survived. It's a little thing called Natural Selection. I guess that doesn't apply to domestic animals.
The other really big problem that they have, which leads us to the dramatic raid, is that they aren't licensed to have a shelter in the first place and they put all these animals in warehouses that aren't zoned to be animal shelters. So, of course, the other business owners complain and before you know it the local authorities show-up and take away 26 dogs, 35 cats, 3 birds and 2 rabbits (sounds almost like a Christmas Carol!), and my uncle is being interviewed for the local noon newscast. The last I heard, a judge is deciding if my uncle and aunt can have the animals back and if my uncle should face charges for running an illegal animal shelter.
So, that's my crazy family! I'll have another one next week.
Last week, I was sitting at home, and my cell phone rang. It was my grandpa calling from Salt Lake City. He said that he had just watched the noon news and seen something disturbing that we should know about: my uncle's place had been raided. Obviously, this was not his son. So, I thanked him for letting me know and proceeded to start dialing down the family tree.
My uncle and his wife, my aunt (obviously), are fanatical Save the Animals people. I'm not sure that they even relate to people anymore, because they live their lives for dogs, cats, birds, etc. Their social skills leave a little to be desired. They are very passionate about their cause and have even lived in warehouses with all the animals instead of owning a home like the rest of us. They did have a house once, but that was featured on the news as one of Salt Lake's biggest eye-sores. Needless to say, the authorities have had a lot of complaints about my uncle and aunt! "Their house is a pig sty! They stink up the whole neighborhood! The dogs bark all day and all night!" They want to be a real shelter and their goal is getting the animals adopted out to caring families. Sounds good, right? Well, they only have a few problems: People try to adopt animals from them, but my uncle and aunt are so picky about who they trust to adopt the animals that almost no one gets one. And if you are worthy enough, you have to agree to let my uncle and aunt pop-in at any time over the next three years to make sure that you are indeed taking proper care of the animal. If they don't think you are, then they can take the animal back! Another obstacle to adoption is that they take in all the animals that no one would really want to have anyway. For example: Would you want to adopt an eight year old, blind, three legged dog with epilepsy? Ummm... Probably not. How about a retarded Parrot? It really is very compassionate of them to want to take care of these animals, but if they were in the wild they would not have survived. It's a little thing called Natural Selection. I guess that doesn't apply to domestic animals.
The other really big problem that they have, which leads us to the dramatic raid, is that they aren't licensed to have a shelter in the first place and they put all these animals in warehouses that aren't zoned to be animal shelters. So, of course, the other business owners complain and before you know it the local authorities show-up and take away 26 dogs, 35 cats, 3 birds and 2 rabbits (sounds almost like a Christmas Carol!), and my uncle is being interviewed for the local noon newscast. The last I heard, a judge is deciding if my uncle and aunt can have the animals back and if my uncle should face charges for running an illegal animal shelter.
So, that's my crazy family! I'll have another one next week.
posted by Unknown at 12:56 PM
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Ooohhh....I want a retarded parrot!
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