Life in our house at the moment is like having warring teenagers except one is goofy, eager and innocent and the other is bitchy and worldly. Dog: sorry I peed on floor again. Me: That’s okay. You almost had a perfect day, and we were having a dinner party. Try again tomorrow. Cat: Stupid animal. … Continue reading Puddles and Cuddles and Jealous Felines
The entire country’s domesticated animal population didn’t consider me a corpse, but they thought as much of their respective owners. Time change is a bitch. However, if she gets exhausted and wants to nap earlier… heck, I’m down with that. One of the evil, super-slippery knee-busters. She also keeps growing. It’s getting harder to hold … Continue reading The puppy was convinced I was dead.
The best ice pack, if anyone is interested, is made from a 1-1 mix of water and rotgut vodka. The internet will tell you to use a 2-1 mix of water to rubbing alcohol, but inevitably the bags leak (thank you, MaeMae and your razor claws) and if it leaks while you sleep, it’s a … Continue reading Bitter? Me?
Every day the puppy comes out of her crate two inches longer and three pounds heavier, I swear. She’s growing at the speed of sound. And in the mornings, she is so full of energy, it knocks you off your feet. Thankfully, MaeMae the crotchety cat is actually starting to play with her. It’s a … Continue reading The cat’s warming up…
I performed emergency rectal surgery on the sloth. Well, okay, maybe not EMERGENCY but it needed to be done today if it were ready for duties this evening. Miss M had chewed him a new one and his stuffing was coming out. Slothie, recovered after surgery. GDA (Guide Dogs of America) provided her with a … Continue reading The dog, the cat and the sloth…
I’m not going to use it on here because, well, privacy, but it starts with M. Our puppy’s litter all starts with M (it helps identify which puppy originated where) so we got to give GDA (Guide Dogs of America) our list of top names and they let us know which was approved. At home … Continue reading We got the name we wanted!
Abby, born in 2007, was taken from her mother at six weeks, because her mother had mastitis. She was tiny and full of beans, and our existing cat, Piggy, kind of moaned and resigned himself to raising this… this… thing. Blondie and Abby as youngsters Piggster was a large tuxedo cat with extensive experience around … Continue reading Requiem
I hope the neighbors move out soon. They don’t appreciate my humor. One of my wackadoodle, completely useless talents is the ability to rhyme. And sing. My family is astonishingly tolerant of my bursting into song about whatever occurs to me, usually sung to a show tune or a hymn. Frequently ribald, sometimes just rude, other … Continue reading Testing the CBD
You know when you thought it would be soooo awesome to pourJello in the pool and bounce around on it? Yeaaaaah. No, we don’t have a pool at this vacation cabin in Yosemite, but this place we’re renting has a mattress that’s a remarkable approximation. Except it’s not a pool, it’s the size of a … Continue reading Remembering the Jello
Go, you big fierce cousin of the lions. Go annihilate that vile gopher. And all his relatives. Chase them so they never darken our street again.
Examining Misadventures 