Did they tell you what exactly they’re investigating? They pulled that shit with me at the University and then refused to tell me what the “accusations” were. In the end they were unfounded, but they came up with a laundry list of bullshit to fire me for. Which they promptly expunged from the records when I demanded a copy of my HR files after the fact, per state law.
If you know what they’re for (those nasty events), then yes, you’re fired if there is the remotest chance they can pin anything on you.
My vet allows me to drop a kitty off in the morning and then pick him up after work. That might also be an option. Except for the part that I don’t want my kitty stressing out all day.
Anyhow, I’m an idiot. I know that my husband needs to be involved in the adoption process, I know that I need to bring Buttercup with us so we can see how she is with her potential new roomie. I know that I need to stuff a cat (not Steve) into a carrier and see how said new dog reacts to cats.
I stopped by the greyhound rescue place today and fell in love. Oddly enough, she looks just like Buttercup…imagine that! A purebred racing dog that looks just like another purebred racing dog, I’m sure that never EVER happens. (takes tongue out of cheek)
I’m pretty sure she won’t care if I give her a boy’s name, critters don’t understand about gender based names, they only understand that its their name.
Said dog came home with me on a trial basis. Its like how we allow people to take cats home and then return them if it doesn’t work out. This allows the idiot human to bond with the pet and try to work things out if there are problems.
New dog lurves Buttercup. New dog is afraid of the cats. New dog can’t walk on tile…and boy, that’s so funny to watch. New dog is probably going to be named Westley because she’s not bold enough to be an Inigo. Its early enough for me to watch the movie and find a different name. Off with us.
Us because Buttercup and new dog are now eating popcorn together…can’t eat popcorn without a movie, right?
I had an upper endoscopy today. It went much better than the first two (time #1, esophagus tore a little when stretched, time #2, I went cray-cray from the anesthesia given). But I still have a nagging sore throat that nothing is helping, and a headache. I’m tired of this. Can I turn in this problem? No one should have more than 3 issues that they have to cope with at one time.
Next, you have to get one of those signs for the front of your house that says the name of the dwelling (you know how people do; Dunroamin’, The Willows, Green Gables). And the sign should say “The Fire Swamp.”
Goddammit!! I hate acorn season. Stupid fuckin squirrels knocking those dame things down, carefully timed to hit the loudest part of my roof just as I as on the edge of sleep. It’s actually even worse in low mast years like this. When they fall like hail you get used to it and learn to ignore it, but when they only drop one every 5 minutes it freaks the hell out of you.
I know I should be calling up the staff of the classic rock station I listen to, but:
Damn it, KLPX, don’t you have any other Billy Joel songs besides “Only the Good Die Young” and “You May Be Right”? I know you favor the hard side of classic rock, but you could play “Big Shot”. How about “Anthony’s Song” or “It’s Still Rock n’ Roll To Me”. And for crying out loud, you don’t play any Springsteen or John Mellencamp.
I just came back from a hiking trip and one of the hardest obstacles we faced on the trail was the piles of acorns. Every damn step, you’d slip on those bastards.
I’ve got a young dog at home now. He’s a rescue and I am looking to adopt him but this is a trial run now. He’s really skittish and unsure, and I know I’ve only had him for less than 24 hours but I’m trying to let him chill and get used to us the home without pushing him. He’s house trained though he peed a little last night. I think I scared him without meaning to when I went to put his leash on but he was fine on the walk.
I just wonder if I’m doing the right thing or am I taking to much on. I’ve never had a dog though I’ve wanted one for a long time.
I did get a call, but it was only to verify some times. I’ve pulled about a dozen job postings and tailored my resume with obvious key words. I haven’t sent any out yet but they’re ready. For now I’m prepping the nursery for paint.
Tell us how it goes. When I move from apt to two-story condo-with-yard living (gorram down payments), I’d like to get a small dog myself. Haven’t had a dog since I was a kid.
It’s only been 24 hours. Don’t push him and give him time to adjust to his new situation. My current dog took about a day to warm up to me, and soon he was running to me with his tail wagging. I’ve had him for eight years now and he’s totally devoted to me. Other dogs take longer. Another dog I had would hide behind the furniture for weeks, but I eventually won her over to the point of actually being happy when I petted her and I even taught her to shake hands. Every dog is different and you need to let them adjust at their own pace. But they soon realize that you love them and they show their appreciation with their affection. Even the shyest dogs come around with a little TLC (and plenty of treats :)).
