Go, Billy, get your groove on!

Also, w00t, Connie at the concert.

Cats woke me up at 6am to be fed. They ate last night at 11pm due to Dan and me going out to dinner with his sister. No frelling way am I going to feed them now. But, heh, I do have nail clippers.

Which reminds me of when Sammie was a kitten, and anytime I would do things, such as claw-clipping, that resulted in her crying. Harvey would come and stare at me. I dunno whether he was mentally willing me to stop hurting his baby girl, or if he was supervising to make sure I did the job good. He stopped doing that once he realized it gave me easier access to him to administer whatever torture was on tap.

Yay for new hair! I hope I don't forget anyone, but Anne, Perkins and Plei all look amazing. Such sassy cuts. And, Anne, that cut is really quite perfect on you.

Yay for connie at the concert! I'm sorry the younguns were such a pain in the ass. But yay for eye contact. I'm jealous, and I've never really been much of an Idol fan.

billytea, I'm so sorry about the disappointing night, but the flirting workshop sounds good. I think that's something I need. And good luck with your red head.

Silly cats, WS! Thankfully, the vet clipped Bastet's claws when I took her in on Thursday. We can't do it. We try, and only get one or two done at a time. And, it took the vet and her assistant to do it, so I didn't feel so bad. Fortunately, she was a little better about getting her claws clipped than she was getting her temp taken. That was actually almost funny.

Nobody likes getting their temp taken at the vet's office.

With Sammie I can generally only clip one paw's worth at a time.

Oh, Andi, it was so funny. They were holding on to her pretty tightly. They put it in, and she meowed the whole time. And the vet and assistant were all, "I know. It's uncomfortable. I'd be complaining too. You complain all you want. We'll listen." And this went on the whole time. Then they took it out, and she went into full attack mode. It was hysterical.

Many thanks for the compliments on the cut. I really, really, really like this new stylist.

I wish more Buffistas (especially billytea) could have seen the carousel at the St. Louis zoo. The variety of unusual animals on the thing was staggering. Each animal was labeled, so that you know that you weren't just riding a penguin, you were riding a Humboldt Penguin.

Anne, how cool. And your hair cut is absolutely perfect on you! I love it.

They were holding on to her pretty tightly. They put it in, and she meowed the whole time. And the vet and assistant were all, "I know. It's uncomfortable. I'd be complaining too. You complain all you want. We'll listen." And this went on the whole time. Then they took it out, and she went into full attack mode. It was hysterical.

Each animal was labeled, so that you know that you weren't just riding a penguin, you were riding a Humboldt Penguin.

Excellent! It's a great name for a penguin. Right up there with Fiordland.

Each animal was labeled, so that you know that you weren't just riding a penguin, you were riding a Humboldt Penguin.

This is cool.

Awesome hair all around. Makes me want to do something new and different, but I think I'll wait until the anti-depressants have fully taken effect in case it goes poorly.

I'm intrigued by the idea of a workshop on flirting. Hopefully it's more than just "Be an active listener" and "If she keeps touching her hair or calling attention to her breasts, she's interested."

I'm intrigued by the idea of a workshop on flirting. Hopefully it's more than just "Be an active listener" and "If she keeps touching her hair or calling attention to her breasts, she's interested."

Actually, I'd find that hysterical. "Have you seen my breasts? They're very pretty." t Hmmm. Is she trying to tell me something?

The active listening could be fun too. "And that's when I realised that -- Look, could you sit down?!" t boing boing boing boing

Heh and awww.

Yeah. I felt so badly for the poor thing. Our vet is all the way out in Littleton. We keep talking about trying to find a closer vet for Bastet (Toto does fine with that long drive), but not doing anything about it. I should check with our Somervillain cat owners and see if they can recommend someplace good. But, anyway, she's so anxious by the time she gets there...then we had to wait, 'cause the vet was running behind. By the time the vet even came in, she was so worked up. Anything they tried to do was gonna be a nightmare.

My brother and SIL's cat has to have home vet visits 'cause he got so bad about going to the vet. We maybe should look into that too.

I'm intrigued by the idea of a workshop on flirting. Hopefully it's more than just "Be an active listener" and "If she keeps touching her hair or calling attention to her breasts, she's interested."

Bwah!