Someone sent me a kangaroo.
It may have been the person who sent the squirrel yesterday.
All I know is that, when I looked at my Wall this morning, I saw three notes that said I’m sending squirrel requests. I also learned that I’m sending bless my online friends requests.
Five minutes ago I discovered–the Wall again–that I’m now sending kangaroo requests.
For the record, I am not sending kangaroo requests or kangaroos themselves.
When I read that someone had sent me a kangaroo, I clicked to see who it was (not that I expected to find out, considering yesterday’s experience with the squirrel).
I didn’t select any names.
I didn’t check out Giftie Credits.
I didn’t click Send or any of its synonyms.
I simply attempted to satisfy my native curiosity.
For this one indulgence, I find myself libeled.
On the other hand, after I clicked, I saw the kangaroo. That’s more than I can say about the squirrel.
For the record, however, I’m sending neither squirrels nor kangaroos. I hope that doesn’t disappoint anyone.
I’m happy, however, to send blessings. I am at this moment directing harmonious vibrations to all my friends.
But look for them to arrive in the traditional, low-tech manner. If I try sending them via Facebook, someone’s sure to receive a kangaroo instead.
“Kangaroos and Blessings” appeared on Whiskertips in 2009. Again, finding myself no mood to compose anything new, I’m recycling.