On the 10th DaY of TiZmas

On the 10th DaY of TiZmas, TiZ reveals to you...

I finished furnishing my apartment this year.

I am not allowed to furnish anymore.  There is a finish to the furnish.

The little dog's eyes look better.

I wonder what frightens people to the point of racism.

I think there are a couple of ways fear can go...

Fear - anger - hatred

Fear - breath - understanding 

I know there are more and longer journeys, but I try to stick with the "understanding" one.

I wonder if there is a "racist" gene?

I think questions are a marvelous thing. Don't you?