I know I haven't posted in a long, long time, but today I have something to share.
Today at 11:30 am my parents had to put down the family cat, P.J. Cat. She was approximately twenty years old, which is freakin' amazing.
P.J. was adopted when I was around ten years old. This came as the result...
Book:
Favourite: "A Prayer for Owen Meany" by John Irving
Least favourite: "Wide Sargasso Sea" by someone I've happily forgotten
Colour:
Favourite: Green
Lease favourite: That shade of vomit they paint hospital walls
Magazine:
Favourite: Cosmo holds a sick fascination for me, but I'll go...
It's probably a good thing my former roommates have absolutely no intention of ever moving out of their home, because given A) their housekeeping skills B) their rodent problem and C) the number of cats who have lived there (theirs, ours, other friends') I'm sure there's a hidden cache of...
I was taking a shower this morning and couldn't help but notice how my stuff vastly outnumbers J's stuff. In the shower, I have two different kinds of shampoo, conditioner, facial scrub, body wash, foot scrub, two pumice stones, a loofah and my razor. J has ... a single bottle of body wash...
When J and I lived with another couple, their house had an enclosed porch, but the doorbell was outside the porch so people typically rang it and then either waited for an answer (if they didn't know us) or just walked in (if they did -- we had an open-door policy). The kitties would sit out on...
I mean, I'm sure there are things I wanted but didn't get (my sister and I weren't horrendously spoiled, just mostly spoiled ), but I can't really think of anything off the top of my head. I was a strange kid -- I was happy playing with sticks and rocks. :shrug:
I should probably also say that although Spike was returned to the Humane Society for being "hyper" as a kitten, he is actually a special needs kitty and has some behavioural problems that are not the result of neglectful or ignorant owners. We didn't realize this until long after we had adopted...
Ozzie was rescued from the streets as a stray (and it showed!) when we adopted him, and Spike had been from a litter of kittens born at the Humane Society (although he was returned three or four times because he was "too hyper" -- imagine, a four-month-old kitten being hyper ). I imagine...
We adopted both our boys from the local Humane Society.
Spike was named "Martini," which I actually kind of liked, but we had already planned on adopting two cats and naming them "Spike" and "Drucilla" (after the characters on Buffy: the Vampire Slayer). We only adopted Spike at the time (no...
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We get mail for the previous tenant, the tenants before her, the tenants before them, and for previous tenants of the other two apartments. We also get a Scientology newsletter every few months, addressed to some guy we've never heard of, who has never lived in our building. I used...
Good luck!
Two of my friends have had gall bladder surgery. One has kitties, the other has a rambunctious 15-month-old human. Neither the kitties nor the toddler understood the whole "don't stand on Meowmy/Mommy" concept, but it all worked out for them in the end with a minimum of discomfort...
Hmmm. Well, I'd have to say that Spike is about 97% silliness and 3% demonic entity, so it'd probably take me days to document all the zaniness that he gets up to. Let's see ...
1) Spike's tongue occasionally loses the ability to fit inside his mouth. Consequently, he sticks it out. Sometimes...
For me, it was "Three Times a Lady" by the Commodores. I'll have to remember to sing that the next time I belch really loudly and startle the cats ... Yes, I am a delicate flower!
For J, it was "Don't Go Breaking My Heart" by Elton John and Kiki Dee. J is two years and a day older than me. (We...
After more than six years of customer service, I can honestly say I haven't had any of those things happen to me -- apologies, lottery wins, lightning strikes or celebrity declarations of love. Alas.
Continuing with the "stupid user" hijack, at the last place I worked -- fairly early into my...
Yeah, me too. There's a reason I don't play card games with real live people. Real live people throw hissy fits. Computers seldom do.
But ... I'm probably one of those kinds of people who'd throw a hissy fit about losing. I'm a sore loser. Another reason why I don't play with real live people...
It sounds to me like she was sent to get a wrench, was told to get a specific brand, and doesn't know enough about wrenches to realize that one good quality wrench is pretty much the same as another. And I'm not being sexist when I say this, because it'd be like me telling J to go pick up a...
I read the first book; I thought it was interesting, but nothing to get worked up about. What I appreciated most about it was that the interest in it was encouraging kids to read (and getting them hooked on reading), which is certainly never a bad thing!
I liked the "fish out of water" aspect...