Zoe: First rule of battle, little one. Don't ever let 'em know where you are. Mal: Whoo-hoo! I'm right here! I'm right here! You want some of me? Yeah, you do! Come on! Come on! Aaah! Whoo-hoo! Zoe: Of course, there are other schools of thought...

'The Message'


Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.  

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.


Strix - Jun 07, 2010 5:11:56 pm PDT #4989 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Zenkitty:

LOVE!


brenda m - Jun 07, 2010 5:13:01 pm PDT #4990 of 30001
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

Nice!


Zenkitty - Jun 07, 2010 5:19:43 pm PDT #4991 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Glad you like! They have another one that's more like a keychain. I can't decide. I like the design on the necklace better, but the other is 4 gigs instead of 2.


megan walker - Jun 07, 2010 5:22:00 pm PDT #4992 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

We definitely had the flax. It's the only reason I knew what that was as an eight year old. What's the bell for?

The dealer rings the bell to start trading and then whoever corners the market rings it. It adds to the wacky fun.

ETA: Flax is funny because it seemed so outdated growing up and now it's so trendy.


sarameg - Jun 07, 2010 5:26:18 pm PDT #4993 of 30001

Oh, msbelle, I've BTDT, 2 weeks ago, minus mac tears. Fun trying to pill a cat with a swollen face who hates having his mouth messed with anyway. Pink foam everywhere. Can you ask the vet if they'll do an injectable? My vet told me to give quarter a 25 mg tablet, which meant for every tablet I got 3 quarters and dust. But might that be more hideable/grind up into treat-able than the children's (I assume liquid or dissolvable? My vet said she had bad luck with those in terms of cats hating the taste worse than the pill.)


sarameg - Jun 07, 2010 5:27:15 pm PDT #4994 of 30001

Also, my vet warned me it makes some cats hyper. So you really do want to give it a try beforehand.


Cass - Jun 07, 2010 5:28:07 pm PDT #4995 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

As for cat stuff, I could probably get my regular housesitter, but I am feeling so tight with money right now, going to see if I can cobble together shifts of my neighbors nearby (who have offered before, my cats ...ok MK and Loki... are attention sluts) and the also-near newly married couple and roommate in exchange for dinners or labor or something. Otherwise it would be a few hundred bucks.

Yeah, crazy expensive. Sadly Kittenish disappears if strangers come in. The only people who see her are my mom and Jilli (apparently petticoats and long black feathers are the way to her little, black heart?) and I doubt they could med her. Without serious trauma for all.


Pix - Jun 07, 2010 5:30:59 pm PDT #4996 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.

I see her too! Well I haven't in awhile, but I used to. SO cute.


Cass - Jun 07, 2010 5:34:01 pm PDT #4997 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

True! And P used to see her when she'd stay with me in San Diego. But we don't spend time in my place now, so she hasn't seen her in years.

It's a very select group.

She's given up hunting my slippers in exchange for hunting a stuffed baby leopard. Same yowls. She did it last night. Adorable.


brenda m - Jun 07, 2010 5:35:07 pm PDT #4998 of 30001
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

I want to test it before the flight as he tends to meow the entire time in the carrier

My brother's cat Vitya (full name Victor Penguinovich) did that the entire flight from Moscow to DC. The vet wouldn't give them any tranqs for some reason. They were at the point they were trying to spoon feed him red wine just to avoid being killed by other passengers.

Which, um, they weren't, if that helps. Probably not the most comforting thing I could have brought up. Sorry.