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Tara ,'Get It Done'


Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Beverly - Jun 29, 2015 12:42:17 pm PDT #20266 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

My Bellamy (Bel ami) needs a baf. I'm thinking of degloving him and washing his pelt, combing it out to dry before re-stuffing him. So much simpler than trying to surface wash him. And I know from experience throwing him in the washer and dryer will leave him clean, but horribly matted and shapeless.

Hamlet is exactly the sort of friend/comfort object I used to repair, clean, and restore, when my hands were still good. I miss the look of "There you are!" on the clients when they came to pick up their friends.


Atropa - Jun 29, 2015 1:19:53 pm PDT #20267 of 30002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

I need to look into getting Clovis a bunny spa treatment of some sort. But I'm terrified of anything happening to him.


Beverly - Jun 29, 2015 1:21:54 pm PDT #20268 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

And, um apropo of oh, nothing, she says, looking innocently at the ceiling, do I want a stuffed Appa? A big enough armful to hug?


Beverly - Jun 29, 2015 1:33:11 pm PDT #20269 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Does Seattle have a doll hospital, Jilli? You might inquire if they refurbish cloth dolls and stuffed toys. Just so you'll have the informatation on hand. And a visit might be nice, to reassure you, or warn you off. Sort of like visiting a prospective vet's office.

Which reminds me, to update on kitties. StY actually found some mouse bait packets that Mustache had winkled out of some parallel dimension, and a couple of them had been chewed open. So, that's obviously how the cat died. What had StY concerned, though is the older cat, who was moping, not eating, had no energy. He was really worried, so he did some internet research on the chemicals contained, and then stopped by the vet who's seen our cats for more than twenty years. Who agreed on the probability, gave him some steroids and appetite stimulants, and told him if Punkin had made it this far, chances were good if he started eating he'd be fine. StY asked what he owed, and Dr. B flapped a hand at him and said, "enh." We love our vet. In fact, one of the reasons I've not pushed for getting a cat here is that Dr. B is too far away to be our vet.

But if/when we do, I will visit vets' offices and see which gives me what vibes, which is what Jilli might do with doll hospitals, given there are any, or more than one.


Beverly - Jun 29, 2015 1:33:12 pm PDT #20270 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Not entertaining enough to be said twice.


Atropa - Jun 29, 2015 1:35:45 pm PDT #20271 of 30002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Does Seattle have a doll hospital, Jilli?

I have no idea! That's something I've never thought to look for. Hmmm, off to Google I go.


askye - Jun 29, 2015 2:12:41 pm PDT #20272 of 30002
Thrive to spite them

I offered the suggestion just in case Ginger felt it was too much to say why. But yeah the doctor should know.

sj - I'm glad everything is laid out for you and you feel at ease.

I slept the entire afternoon away, about from the time I posted until a little while ago. I have got to call my GP's office I'm pretty sure I have an ear infection.

But waiting to call is tied to my anxieties and stuff. So I'm having to work through that. I may do it right before my therapy appointment.


erikaj - Jun 29, 2015 2:46:29 pm PDT #20273 of 30002
Always Anti-fascist!

I have a stuffed penguin I got at the Milwaukee zoo.


tommyrot - Jun 29, 2015 3:19:27 pm PDT #20274 of 30002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I had a stuffed Opus the Penguin for years after high school. He carried a red, heart-shaped pillow that said "Penguin Lust."


sj - Jun 29, 2015 4:06:00 pm PDT #20275 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I reschedule a non-urgent doctors appointment that was supposed to be tomorrow for next week, and when asked the reason I resisted saying that I don't have enough spoons to go to four doctors appointments in one week.