Gone With the Superstorm Winds

Friday into Saturday meows, my Aphrodite-sizzling Felines... not as cold on the tame prairie... hopefully some serious melting will occur before another storm system hits next week... but, oh yowls! Are the snowdrifts high and not moving... a gorgeous, gorgeous sundown on the tame prairie today, though... and for two days in a row Mr. Sol has been this deep beautiful yellow color while setting... oh, does the Kougaress love the sun... ten more days until Valentine’s Day... lots of fun things coming up, including the blog hop, poetry days on THE PINK BLOG, and some Valentine flashes on the SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS blog.
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WARNING ~ Big tough fang-and-claw commentary ahead... or, just a meow in the wilderness...

Gone With the Superstorm Winds... yes, this a year of outrage, so far, for this Big Cat gal... when did a sport, in this case, the Superbowl, become more important than human beings? Yep, plenty of power for the Superbowl, rolling blackouts for the people, and not enough power for the Dallas hospitals. While this Big Cat is no fan of hospitals, but, gee aren’t sick folks more important than a game, no matter how hyped and big said game is – and, no matter how many bets have been made?

And, while, this Big Cat did, at one time, love watching football, not one game, not one player, not one ticket, is worth making another individual suffer in this manner. Folks are *freezing to death* in their homes while the CIRCUS CIRCUS SUPERBOWL goes on. What? Did no one ever read about Nero fiddling while Rome burned? What the hell is the matter with some of us?

Why are some folks even attending the game? Have they become so insensitive they don’t give a damn about someone else suffering, and suffering for NO GOOD REASON, except the gov, fed-state-local, is completely rotten and corrupt from the top down. This Big Cat is sorry, but she has not one ounce of respect for those who actually believe a football game is more important than other folks lives... their precious lives.

And, if you care about animals. Yeah, they’re suffering and dying, too, because of big gov’s deliberately created rolling blackouts, and power outages... why is the Superbowl’s power usage more important than pets who are freezing to death with their owners?

Yep, that’s why our ancestors fought for our right to be free... so our neighbors could freeze to death, suffer, and die from lack of medical care, all so a football game could be played. Yep, that’s real freedom, watching football.

Yes, what was, the common sense compassion of folks in this beloved country, is GONE WITH THE SUPERSTORM WINDS... and just like the fall of the South, General Sherman is burning a monster swathe from coast to coast and from border to border... the carpet baggers are stealing us all blind... what was our world-society in this beloved country, is now gone... Gone With the Wind.
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Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

2:12 am... 4:44 pm... 11:11 pm... the lowest common denominator is being massively encouraged by the dark bad guys in these times... and, be on the watch out for more trauma-inducing events... on the good force side, positive vibes like never before are being beamed down.
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Authoress news and mews ~

Like last year, the Kougar is seriously reviewing whether she wants to continue as an author member of Romance Writers of America. The answer is coming up more and more as NO. While there is a lot of value in belonging to the organization, there is also a lot of negatives, especially if you are a small print/ebook author. Plus, this Big Cat cannot in good conscience support some of the ways monies are being used, as in who is supported financially, and who is not in the romance community at large. Also, there is no place for designated spending for charities regardless of whether they are popular charities that *supposedly* help women’s health.
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Featured at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS ~

Pleasent Dreams
by Serena Shay

Penelope watched as Danny moved to the bedroom of the suite. His head hung down, hiding feelings he’d obviously kept bottled up for far too long. His mind was in pain and his soul called out for healing. It was no wonder he’d never escaped the mailroom drudgery of the Guts & Butts Gazette, nor was is surprising that his sex life was nothing more than a revolving door of partners. Daniel Muldoon spent so much time shoring up his wounded emotions that everything else came in second, third, fourth…
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Featured at ROMANCE WRITERS BEHAVING BADLY ~

Flirty Friday- Bringing Back the Passion in a Relationship
by Dawne Prochilo

Over the course of years of marriage or getting too comfortable can cause a relationship to appear stagnant. Well, it's time to spice up that predictable sex and love life.

* Role play- dress up yourself as well as the bedroom play by acting out some fantasies. If you've always imagined your man as a sexier-than-sexy cowboy then buy him a pair of tight-fitting jeans and cowboy hat to wear when seducing you. Or maybe you've wanted to act out the naughty librarian. Put on that short skirt, the tight revealing sweater and give a little swag to the rear-end. You'll have him begging for a library card before you know it.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 767 ~

Sylva raptly listened to her cowboy because he was damn entertaining. And damn soaking sexy. When he paused, she nudged his foot with hers. “Hey. Joe figured what?” With a tease of a grin, he continued, “...get the rifle aimed at him. Joe, he thought dang fast. This time, though, he pondered so fast he didn’t think too clearly. Because, even with Barth’s rifle at the ready, he lowered his hands real quick, unbuttoning his pants. Well, ole Joe got his pants open and shoved lower in record time. Then, he shuffled a few steps over to the spittoon, hollering...”

Zeke nearly felt ridiculous. Still, he finished the joke. “You want a pee. I gotta pee.” Zeke eyed his woman, waiting. Her mouth hung open slightly. “Oh, P for pee.” A soft giggle escaped her lips. “That is so bad, handsome, it’s sorta funny.” She laughed then. Letting her head fall back a bit, she laughed harder. Zeke felt his own laughter rumble up, and soon they were chuckling together. “Sounds better in a bar,” he owned up later. Their feet tangled, a natural dance expressing their feelings for each other. “Probably helped out with some fine whiskey, I bet.”
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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The Kougar’s prior flashes are also available at the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ passionateink.org/forum ~ Or, The Romance Studio Forum, JANUARY 2009 through JUNE 2010 flashes ~ theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~
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The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire. ALL POWER TO THE PEOPLE!

~ HAPPY NEW YEAR OF THE RABBIT ~ MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE ENOUGH ~

May you live the dreams of your heart...

Sundown kisses from the Kougar...