Dogs do the same damn thing, though. My mom's dog acts like he's never even SEEN a food dish before, let alone dog food. And of course NO ONE ever plays with him, the poor neglected thing, woe is he.
Actually not needing validation right now, but thank you.
Buffy ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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Steph L. - Aug 28, 2005 6:43:31 pm PDT #9284 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
billytea - Aug 28, 2005 6:50:19 pm PDT #9285 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Dogs do the same damn thing, though. My mom's dog acts like he's never even SEEN a food dish before, let alone dog food. And of course NO ONE ever plays with him, the poor neglected thing, woe is he.
Of course, there are many dogs that I'm willing to believe have genuinely forgotten that this has ever happened to them before.
Lee - Aug 28, 2005 6:50:20 pm PDT #9286 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Whenever I have guests over, Ozzie the cat tries to convince them I abuse him.
Of course, then he sits on them and loses any sympathy he might have built up.
brenda m - Aug 28, 2005 6:56:31 pm PDT #9287 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Of course, there are many dogs that I'm willing to believe have genuinely forgotten that this has ever happened to them before
And yet, you toss them a Tums instead of a dog treat one time because they're being annoying, and it's six months before she'll take something without letting it drop to the floor so she can check it first.
meara - Aug 28, 2005 7:03:33 pm PDT #9288 of 10001
My cake was yummy, but not as yummy as the chocolate cheesecake that Vortex made. Gah. I am very full now, of those, and of goat stew. And rice and peas. And tostones. Mmmm. Yay birthday!
Speaking of which:
Happy Birthday Jen! You rock!!
Gris - Aug 28, 2005 7:08:09 pm PDT #9289 of 10001
Hey. New board.
Huh. My mom made me actually pay attention to the world and check the news.
New Orleans is probably fucked, huh?
I... am having issues dealing with that. I may need scotch.
P.M. Marc - Aug 28, 2005 7:12:44 pm PDT #9290 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I love Ozzie. He's such a big silly cuddlebunny.
Cashmere - Aug 28, 2005 7:35:59 pm PDT #9291 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
The cats have now convinced Dan's mother that they are being deliberately starved to death, and have never been fed. I don't know if they have asked her to stage an intervention or just call the Animal Cops.
Better that than my cat, who feels the need to scratch at the side of the mattress EVERY FUCKING MORNING AT 5 FUCKING AM to be fed. Even though he has dry food in his bowl. EVen though a two hour wait until 7 a.m. wouldn't kill the fat bastard.
Sorry. I love my cat. Just not at 5 a.m. when I know the baby's going to be up at 6:30.
Sparky1 - Aug 28, 2005 7:45:45 pm PDT #9292 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
Poor mistreated Ozzie. ::sigh::
I have no cats. My husband often complains that he's hungry, though, because of that silly speedy metabolism of his. If he'd sit on the couch and watch TV like a normal person, instead of all that triathlon training, he wouldn't have this problem.
billytea - Aug 28, 2005 7:46:45 pm PDT #9293 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Hee. I just pimped San Diego to someone at work. To no good purpose, but still.