I have to go entertain the boys in my family. At least I got a nice long bubblebath today, so I can't complain.
'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
...ran off into the forest to pick magic markers, red pens and gold stars from teachers' supply tree which grew amid...
...a tangle of rose-red thorn bushes. Then they ambled into the scary part of the forest to...
...which grew amid a money tree. And it wasn't just any old money tree! It was a money tree that helped fund special projects that the Princess felt worthy of the crisp $1,000 bills. "Tiaras and blankies for everyone!" the Princess exclaimed...
My dog and cat are in a standoff. They have not quite made friends yet, but we have them locked in the back half of the hosue together. The dog doesn't really care, but the cat is standing her ground and meowing her displeasure.
Oh fun!
Heh. It'll be more fun for the cat when she discovers those sharp things at the end of her fingers, and how sensitive a dog's nose is in relation to them. When I did the move-back-home-to-momma thing way back when I brought a cat into the household with me. Prior to that, Pachisi had been quite timid. She reacted to the presence of two other cats, and two German Shepherd-mix dogs by deciding she was The Ruler of the World. She would chase the Garfield-shaped cat up and down stairs, would smack the other cat to confine it to my mother's room (it was a feral cat they'd coaxed into the house, and it had just started coming out of the one room). One of the dogs was smart enough to comprehend the rules of cat-tag, and so made a much fitter partner than the fat cat. But if Pachisi was sitting in the middle of a walk-way, neither of the dogs would attempt to pass her. They both would whine for help until rescued by a human.
..."Time for breakfast!" and they ambled off in the general direction of pancakes.
The dog would love to play, but is just waiting for her to start the game. She is not having it. She is still whining. I almost wish I had a smaller area I could lock them in together to make them figure it out.
She has been staying outside more than inside cause she doesn't want to deal with the dog, but it is getting cold and wet - she needs to be comfortable inside.
I'm not sure if anyone has posted this but Aurora,the Giant Pacific Octopus laid eggs and they are viable! Originally the scientist thought the eggs were sterile, but they were wrong and now there are babies! The article is from April, so it may have been posted, but the baby looks like a wee!Cthulhu.
Go, baby octopus!
Suddenly I want to get a couple of gold fish and name them Aurora and Meghan.