Big cats, love 'em! I had a black half-Siamese cat who was huge. Not fat, big and long. I think he weighed 18 pounds in his prime. People would see him for the first time and their eyes would pop. He could stand on his hind legs and hook his foreclaws in my belt. If only he'd had thumbs, he could've opened the doors. I haven't gotten another cat since he and his two sisters died. I can't imagine any cat being as great as those were.
Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Hope your aunt's OK, sara.
I just watched Ugly Betty, and I'm so glad she got rid of that stupid Walter! Even though she clearly should be with Henry 2getha 4eva, it was nice to see that she could pull the cute and nice orthodontist, too. Because she totally could! I'm possibly too invested in these people.
People, I am looking at Newfoundland dogs available for rescue. Somebody talk me down! Thank god, the closest one is in Montreal. But he's making me want to go there to get him--poor guy doesn't even have a name: [link]
Oh, Sue, what an adorable doggie! Go get him - he wants to be yours!
Oh, I was supposed to be talking you down, right? Sorry.
Zenkitty, he's 1500 miles away, otherwise it would be pretty hard to resist.
Sue, no dog until you are in your new place and a wee bit settled.
I LOVE Newfies! They aren't suited to the heat here or we would have one. So big and sweet and kindly.
Newfoundlands rock, but beware the drool...
Sue, you can have one just as soon as you move to Newfoundland.
I just drank a Coke Classic for the first time in years. Now I feel gross. Why did I think that was a good idea? It's too late for caffeine anyway. I'm a dummy.