*A family is in mourning and masses of folks are in shock after a 10-month-old French Bulldog was found dead in an overhead bin of a United Airlines flight.
United Airlines Flight 1284 began in Houston on Monday with a destination to New York’s La Guardia Airport.
A woman traveling with two young children was told by a flight attendant to place the French bulldog, called “Papacito,” and its carrier in the overhead, according to what June Lara, a passenger sitting nearby reportedly said.
United Airlines has issued an apology, calling the death of the puppy “a tragic accident.” And according to the video report, the flight attendant denies ever knowing there was a dog in the bag.
The flight attendants “felt that the innocent animal was better off crammed inside the overhead container without air and water,” Lara wrote on Facebook.
“They INSISTED that the puppy be locked up for three hours without any kind of airflow. They assured the safety of the family’s pet so wearily, the mother agreed.”
*Apparently, two co-workers got into it at Cactus Jack restaurant in Fort Meyers, Florida. But only one of them, a white woman, was caught on camera calling the other one a nigger.
Eileen Marcinkowski had to be held back (scroll down) and looked like her head was about to explode as she screamed “You’re a nigger!” at former coworker Orlando Ortega, who had been fired just before the outburst happened. Continue reading →
*In a case of whose dog is it, a woman and a man are fighting over ownership of a cute little poodle. In a recent episode of ‘Judge Judy,’ TV magistrate Judith Sheindlin put her no nonsense approach to the test…again.
A video recap shows a woman who says she legally purchased the dog, and a male opposing litigant who says the dog is his. In an attempt to get to the bottom of this quickly, Judy tells a woman in the court to bring the little dog in.
She does so, amidst the oohs and aahs from people seated in the courtroom.
*Have you seen this? Man, the next time you think about complaining about insomnia, or anything for that matter, you might want to think about 17-year-old Liam who, without a special device to keep him alive, dies if he falls asleep. In this episode of ‘Living Differently,” we meet Liam, who suffers from Congenital Central Hypoventilation Syndrome or Ondine’s Curse (a spectacular story in itself). Doctors didn’t expect him to live six weeks beyond birth, but Liam has proven them wrong: Next week he turns 18. Continue reading →
*Damn, can a Black man get a break? When Karlos Cashe of Oviedo, Florida was pulled over by cops recently, he thought it was for a traffic violation, he had forgotten to turn his headlights on. But when they saw white powder on his car seat and floorboard, they immediately suspected it was crack cocaine, and tests came back to confirm their suspicions. This according to authorities, who also say a K-9 unit sniffed out more “cocaine” and marijuana in the car.
Of course it didn’t help that Cashe, who now works as a handyman, had been out on probation that stemmed from marijuana and cocaine charges in 2015.
But after spending 90 days in Seminole County Jail — without the option of bond — lab tests on the substance came back negative. It had been drywall all along.
*Hey, there is nothing at all wrong with wanting to, er, improve upon your assets. Some of us want to go bigger or smaller; some want lighter or darker, some want straight instead of crooked. Whichever applies to you, when it comes to someone working on your body, as the saying goes, “You don’t want to go cheap!” Moreover, you don’t want to go with a plastic surgeon who doesn’t know what he or she is doing.
I came across a video where two women not only share the details behind their botched surgeries; but learn from specialists right then and there what went wrong.
If you’re thinking about plastic surgery, this is information you need to have. Continue reading →
*To say this didn’t end well would be a severe understatement. Hey, by now you guys know I love animals. I’ve even been on a horse or two in my life. Since I live near horses, I even stop to pet and feed them carrots on occasion. But even with all this love, I would think twice, no three times, before straddling a retired race horse and having them open the gate. But then again my name is not Nick Bull.
He’s singing the ‘Sorry’ tune now.
Shamrock, who once enjoyed life as a racehorse, took off like lightening with poor Mr. Bull on his back. He must’ve been having a flashback to the good ‘ol days because he started running faster and faster. Poor Mr. Nick was screaming things like, “Whoa Shamrock,” “Dear Jesus,” “No Sham…for f*ucks sake!” and anything else he could think of.