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*woozy*
Having nothing for a long spell, and then getting *everything* to attend to at once within a few hours?
Makes me very brain-fried. But it's been a productive day - hope tomorrow turns out as peacefully.
However. Going to bed late - and then being woken too early by a dog who reallyneedstopeerightnowrightnowrightnowoowwwwwwooooooo does not make for being totally prepared for the day.
Thank me, cats. I fed the birds this morning, just so you'd have something to watch.
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betnoir mentioned dogs as handbag ornaments this morning - and questioned their value. Yap, piss and shiver - and ghad help you if they decided to do all three at once.
Let me add another facet - they bite. For really no other good reason than they can.
Something that high-maintenance (they need special diets, have to be seen at the vet more often and oh yeah, how much did that pedigree cost?), that have a great deal of ornamental value - but that's it - and oh yeah, they bite whenever they get pissy about something. Like being petted. Without warning. After you've established a relationship more than a few days long.
Uh uh. Pass.
You know, I haven't dealt with a dog bite in anything bigger than a chihuahua, come to think of it. The larger breeds, you kind of manage not to with some care - I think. (But then again, I'm not a fan of aggressive breeds, come to think of it. You don't see me adopting the pit bulls, right?)
Gimme something twenty pounds and up. Ugly as sin - it's okay. You want to chase a ball and curl up on the couch with me, it's all good.
The soft paws on the kitten has been an unqualified success - she's even better socialized with the other cats than before. (Something to do with not having sharp points on everything she wanted the other cats to play with, I'm sure.) I was a dope for not thinking of it sooner - and I may just soft paw the lot of them. It's longer-lasting than the weekly trims we were doing, it's less stressfull all around and it's been incredibly well-tolerated.
I've got a list as long as my arm to get through - I've set the goal of taking one thing off the list a night for both us until the list is exhausted. So far, so good.
But the little pieces of freeping paper that need a home are going to kill me.
Makes me very brain-fried. But it's been a productive day - hope tomorrow turns out as peacefully.
However. Going to bed late - and then being woken too early by a dog who reallyneedstopeerightnowrightnowrightnowoowwwwwwooooooo does not make for being totally prepared for the day.
Thank me, cats. I fed the birds this morning, just so you'd have something to watch.
betnoir mentioned dogs as handbag ornaments this morning - and questioned their value. Yap, piss and shiver - and ghad help you if they decided to do all three at once.Let me add another facet - they bite. For really no other good reason than they can.
Something that high-maintenance (they need special diets, have to be seen at the vet more often and oh yeah, how much did that pedigree cost?), that have a great deal of ornamental value - but that's it - and oh yeah, they bite whenever they get pissy about something. Like being petted. Without warning. After you've established a relationship more than a few days long.
Uh uh. Pass.
You know, I haven't dealt with a dog bite in anything bigger than a chihuahua, come to think of it. The larger breeds, you kind of manage not to with some care - I think. (But then again, I'm not a fan of aggressive breeds, come to think of it. You don't see me adopting the pit bulls, right?)
Gimme something twenty pounds and up. Ugly as sin - it's okay. You want to chase a ball and curl up on the couch with me, it's all good.
The soft paws on the kitten has been an unqualified success - she's even better socialized with the other cats than before. (Something to do with not having sharp points on everything she wanted the other cats to play with, I'm sure.) I was a dope for not thinking of it sooner - and I may just soft paw the lot of them. It's longer-lasting than the weekly trims we were doing, it's less stressfull all around and it's been incredibly well-tolerated.
I've got a list as long as my arm to get through - I've set the goal of taking one thing off the list a night for both us until the list is exhausted. So far, so good.
But the little pieces of freeping paper that need a home are going to kill me.