Kerby was a curmudgeon. I don’t thin he was ever happy except when he was eating. There were times when he wanted to snuggle and he would start purring. He had a very loud purr. Often Cliff or I would ask”what’s that noise?” We’d look around and there was Kerby sleeping, snoring. Once Cliff woke me up to complain that Kerby and I were snoring too loudly.

He was sick for a while. He lost a lot of weight( he weighted about 20lbs.) Near the end he couldn’t move around, so I would pick him up and carry him where he wanted to go. And that was mostly to sleep in my lap.

I buried him in the backyard where he’ll decompose and return to dust where we all come from.

They had a throw-away line about kids going outside to help with mood and learning. The implication being that outdoor activity is good for kids. But let’s get back to reality. Ingesting the bacteria lead to noticeable improvements. I think a second study should be undertaken to study farmer/gardeners/landscapers to see if there is any improvement. Especially to see a relationship between just being outdoors and actual contact with the soil.

Also something implicit with this study. That when humans started farming, we must have felt the benefits from M. vaccae. This is when we see a “great leap forward” with regard to engineering monuments, writing and the like.

Obviously I disappointed that someone doesn’t live up to my standards. So now I feel like a little kid that whining that there’s no Santa. Because after all, that’s life, where you have to deal with crazy Aunt Tilda in the attic.

I see no compelling reason for this to be a crime.

Just to Add: Came across this from Science Daily.

It also reminds me, when I asked why being gay was bad(I don’t quite remember the exact question). And the answer was the Bible says so. End of discussion. Of course being a closeted atheist, that wasn’t good enough. But I didn’t pursue it.

The thing that I have trouble understanding is these ultra-Christians that spend the time, effort and money to get advance degrees in the sciences. And willfully remain ignorant of the basic science they are studying. To me this seems that they would have no passion for the subject that they are studying. For me when I read about some new thing that they uncovered about bacteria, I become enthralled by the need to get the details of this neat, new discovery. The idea that there is a stunting of curiosity, where the wonder of the universe is shunted aside by dogma, when curiosity should soar boundless, is just wrong.

For me science is magic. From the tiniest bacteria to the spiraling of gases in deepest space, there is a beauty and a beating of the heart that is indescribable. The recent hypothesis about the origin of life is an example. Mica may have acted as cell walls, where advanced organic chemistry could have taken place, leave me breathless.