Why must my geriatric cat pee on his foot??
Better his than yours?
Oh, I wish those council guys would let me have an hour alone in the room with her, if I was larger and had grenades.
Willow ,'Storyteller'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Burrell - Apr 07, 2010 5:32:19 pm PDT #21597 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
msbelle - Apr 07, 2010 5:34:23 pm PDT #21598 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Clearly Shemar needs to call me up! insta-family and seriously how cute would Shemar and Mac be? TOOcute!
sara - Oz peed in my open suitcase (unpacked) and Sylvester failed to get all his poop all teh way out tonight. WTF stupid cats?!?1
Sue - Apr 07, 2010 5:40:11 pm PDT #21599 of 30001
hip deep in pie
My Oz has taken up rubbing himself (ie his boy bits) against one of my throws.
sarameg - Apr 07, 2010 5:41:44 pm PDT #21600 of 30001
Heh. Yeah. Mister Kitty, well, he's geriatric. It should be expected. Just annoying to chase him down and wash off his feet and the floors (growing up, my Beau cat had his plumbing rerouted so he peed through an opening in his abdomen. He peed on his feet, the other cats he cuddled with, etc.)
So the heat here? Just reminded me that on my moving day, April 25? It hit 95. I broke out my shorts and spent the whole move hiking them up because they were too big. Remember shutting down the night before and frantically stashing shit in boxes. Almost a year. Wow. And Friday I take my old neighbor to see the Hubble 3D IMAX movie. Saturday, wine night with my fellow singlish women neighbors jokingly dubbed the Ednor Gardenias. Been a good year. One helluva year.
javachik - Apr 07, 2010 5:52:59 pm PDT #21601 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
sarameg, I still vividly recall all of the problems with your previous neighbors and being worried for you. You're in a literal and figurative better place.
msbelle - Apr 07, 2010 6:00:17 pm PDT #21602 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
80 degrees in my house.
quester - Apr 07, 2010 6:08:24 pm PDT #21603 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
We're going down into the 30s in Iowa tonight.
sarameg - Apr 07, 2010 6:09:38 pm PDT #21604 of 30001
and being worried for you.
Eep! I actually was rarely worried about my safety (most was uneasy, a few times) but mostly just freaking annoyed. Actual endangerment usually was the result of being intimately involved in drugs or crime.
While I do see more police copters (ah, the joys of living more in the center city, ) yeah, this is a different hood. I trust the residents in whole.
My policy of opening up the windows and setting up the exhaust fan once outside is cooler than in, and then shutting things up in the morning around 7 is working. Basically 75 upstairs, 73 down. This house maintains temps like WHOA. Have got to see about getting the house fan working, it'll suck the cool from the basement.
msbelle - Apr 07, 2010 6:10:27 pm PDT #21605 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
the giant fan in the ceiling is SCARY!
javachik - Apr 07, 2010 6:10:49 pm PDT #21606 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Well the worry covered all sorts of things, not just crime. For instance, I worried about you worrying about your young neighbors, and their pets.