{"id":127,"date":"2006-05-01T22:49:12","date_gmt":"2006-05-01T19:49:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/2006\/05\/01\/a-story-with-a-moral\/"},"modified":"2006-05-01T22:49:12","modified_gmt":"2006-05-01T19:49:12","slug":"a-story-with-a-moral","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/2006\/05\/01\/a-story-with-a-moral\/","title":{"rendered":"A story with a moral"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It was another one of those days in Israel when nothing makes sense.  My daughter,  having gotten her nails built before her wedding, has urged me to treat myself and finally today, I did.<\/p>\n<p>The woman who builds nails is a lovely young woman with a pretty face that is almost perpetually smiling and an inviting manner.  She enjoys what she does and I think more than anything, she enjoys talking with people.<\/p>\n<p>And so, as we made small talk, she mentioned that her father was her hero.  He is a really special person, she told me.  She said that he owns a pet shop in a nearby town and I asked her where.  <\/p>\n<p>A couple of months ago, my daughter dog-sat.  Her friend has a pretty white dog called Barbie and Barbie was a guest at my daughter\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s house for three weeks or so.  This delighted my daughter\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s male dog, Poofy. However since her owners had been assured that Barbie was \u00e2\u20ac\u0153\u00e2\u20ac\u2122fixed,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d no one worried about any consequences.<\/p>\n<p>Shortly after my daughter\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s wedding, she received word that Barbie was \u00e2\u20ac\u0153with pups.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d  Clearly they were Poofy\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s since only he had means, motive AND opportunity.<\/p>\n<p>About a week ago, Barbie gave birth to 5 little white pups.<\/p>\n<p>Whose owner buys dog food at the nail-builder\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s father\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s store.<\/p>\n<p>The moral of the story:  It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a small world; you have to behave yourself.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It was another one of those days in Israel when nothing makes sense. My daughter, having gotten her nails built before her wedding, has urged me to treat myself and finally today, I did. The woman who builds nails is a lovely young woman with a pretty face that is almost perpetually smiling and an [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-127","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ramblings","entry"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/127","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=127"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/127\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=127"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=127"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=127"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}