Grab your tissues

This is touching, and I'm sure they're not alone...

Headbutts of love

Yeah. I get them.

From Floyd. He has the habit of leaping. He will leap when you walk outside. He will leap when you say hello. He will leap when you're bent over him and brushing him.

Headbutts of love.

He did it yesterday. I had a fat lip for a few hours. Now I have a whopping big bruise in my bottom lip. It's a ripper. I'm probably lucky my tooth didn't break the skin, I'm sure it would have bled a lot. (Okay, there's a pic below... doesn't do it justice!)

Look at him.... would he deliberately headbutt me in the cake-hole?

(Shut up, Carpe. I suspect you've been coaching him!)

Here's the damage...

Who is responsible? II

Remember this?

A piece at Skepticlawyer regarding the finding of the High Court.

Update:

Having read Skepticlawyer's piece, and then reading the letter in The Weekend Australian this weekend... I despair!

Read the letter for yourself.

A Professor of Health Sciences at UQ says:

Surely hotel owners need to take some responsibility for their actions in selling a product that in moderation can be very pleasant but in excess is one of the major causes of death and injury in this country, whether you consider road trauma or domestic violence let alone other diseases related to excessive alcohol consumption. Surely some acknowledgment of shared responsibility is the way to proceed.

Click the link, read all the letter.