Sounds like you're getting lots done, smonster. Sorry about the itching, though.
Sorry about the glasses, Ginger.
I've made butternut squash ginger soup. It seemed right for a cold fall day.
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Sounds like you're getting lots done, smonster. Sorry about the itching, though.
Sorry about the glasses, Ginger.
I've made butternut squash ginger soup. It seemed right for a cold fall day.
belly butter, baby shampoo/soap of a preferred brand too expensive for you to buy for yourself....
Dude, some kid just nearly called the pound on me for leaving Frankie outside the store for FIVE MINUTES. It's 50 degrees, he has a sweater, and oh yeah, fur. Am I nuts? That's acceptable; right?
It's 50? I don't see a problem with that. Is it crazy raining? Thunder and lightening? I mean, you could leave ME outside for five minutes in a sweater and I'm good. With no fur even.
Nope, not raining. Sun was just going down so the brick sidewalk was probably still warm. FFS.
Totally nuts. Did the guy think he was off-leash or something?
that's insane. i denied a caller who wanted cops to come break a dog out of a car b/ the window wasn't cracked and the windows were fogged up. WTF? It was COLD, that dog was way more comfy inside the car than with the windows rolled down. You are not nuts. Dogs like to ride in cars. Stores and coffee shops do not like dogs inside. Obviously dogs are gonna hang out in cars every now and again. It ain't the middle of summer and he's not going to expire from the heat unless there is a some sudden, totally unexpected heat wave that would prob indicate some kind of catastophic disaster.
eta: my rant might possibly not be entirely parallel to smonsters's jerky intruding passerby. Who was still a nosy jerk.
Go, Shir. "First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win." --Gandhi 250,000 signatures on the Olbermann petition. Which, okay, not a big deal, but in two days? DAMN.
Our rule is if we can't stand it for 5 the dog doesn't endure it for one. Totally reasonable smonster. He was fine. Hell my tiny Oz would've been fine and he shivers at the drop of a hat.
Stiff and sore from adventures in catching full-grown human beings falling backwards down a flight of stairs yesterday. Individual in question got up and walked away laughing. I ended up with a broken nail and some not entirely happy muscles. But really, I will happily trade the nail and the groaning muscles for that person's safety and longevity.