Thank you, asshole neighbor. Because you think your cat should be out all night, I will now be up all night. I have a window right behind the head of my bed, which looks out to the patio. On the patio is a grill. When I sleep, my head is basically 18" from the grill. About an hour ago, asshole neighbor’s cat jumped on said grill. Mayme, my super nervous, super difficult cat had been curled up in the window. All hell broke loose. She’s hissing and spitting at me. I managed to get her sister downstairs with Lucy before she became collateral damage.
I’ve never had a biological clock, but the store down the corner totally makes me want to go on a baby-clothing rampage.
“Who’s your daddy?” with a pic of Darth Vader. A whole slew of chibi SW characters. “I listen to Metallica like my daddy” (hah, that would’a been perfect if I’d had a baby with The Best Boyfriend, as Metallica was one of the few things he listened to). “You tube en la barriga” (Youtube in my belly / I had it in my belly)…
Where is a baby when you want to play dress-up with one?
And I was even prepared and had five Dresden Files audiobooks to get through! The end is in sight- I get into Wilmington at 10:10. And I will try really hard not to be grumpy to my brother when he shows up at the bus station. Also, the Raleigh bus station looks like 1987.
Cat Whisperer, these fruit fly traps work great. I bought them with the ceramic holder and it sits on my counter and for the past five years I have never seen a fruit fly. There’s a liquid inside the refills and I have found that if you are out of refills you can put water in there and reconstitute the whatever-it-is for a while until you can order more. I have recommended these to many people and everyone has agreed that they work. I’ve seen them other places but I think only Gardener’s Supply has the holder.
The cat was back at 6am, after I finally fell asleep at 2am (when Mayme finally calmed down). It freaked her out again, causing her to hiss, spit, and growl at me.
I moved the grill and taped a towel over the bottom half of the window (it only has curtains), but the cat is still hanging out on the patio.
I know I should call animal control, I just hate the thought of a death sentence for a cute little cat (it really is sweet) due to her owner’s actions. And they are not neighbors we can talk to - the last time the cat was making it’s rounds, TheKid tried to corral her to keep her from being run over. A teenager from the house started yelling at TheKid, calling her bitch, and threatening her for touching the cat. These are the same lovely neighbors who call each other motherfuckers - loudly. Like when they’re down the street from each other.
?? I don’t get it. Why would animal control be interested in the fact that a neighbor’s cat has wandered through your yard? At least around here, and every other place I’ve lived, ‘no trespassing’ laws don’t apply to cats, and it doesn’t sound like the cat has done any physical damage, or even made a lot of noise.
Might be true where you live, but maybe not where she lives. In the county I live in, all animals that you own must be kept under your control at all times and must be prevented from escaping your property. Cats are specifically listed as one of those animals.
If any Republican at any level of Government is reading this, please keep the focus on capitalism, the Constitution, fewer regulations, low and simplified taxes, and stop chasing away women with THIS crap.
Yeah, I keep a cheap pair I got with something or another in the back panel of my ipad bag just in case.
How is it? I keep thinking of going to buy it in hardcover. I used to read like a fiend, but the combination of the internet and not smoking weed any more has ruined my ability to sit still and read books for hours like I used to. Hell, I don’t even watch TV anymore.
It’s hot here, and our 40yo central a/c has to just about be hanging icicles downstairs before it’s tolerable upstairs. I’m about to get an air mattress and sleep in the kitchen.
Exactly as Ferret Herder said. In my city, if your animal is not in your yard, it is to be leashed. The owner will be at least fined and the cat taken to the Humane Society.
Oh great, here comes Kroger to ruin Harris Teeter. 
So I had an MRI done today (at 6AM, groan), When I got there the technologist asked me if I’d gotten my questionaire in the mail. Cue confused look from me. It wasn’t a big issue: she got me another one and it only took a minute or so to to answer no to all of the questions (Well, not all of the questions, but I was an autopilot enough that I almost answered "No, I am not able to lie still for 20 minutes in a row. :smack: ).
I just came back home for lunch, and sure enough today I got a nice letter from the hospital containing the questionaire and answers to all of the questions that I couldn’t find on their website, like directions on how to get to the MRI clinic (you go through the emergency room, which took me some time to figure out).
Also, if I ever have to get up before 5AM for an appointment ever again, I’m taking the day off. I can’t think on this amount of sleep.
I had that happen with a patient’s consent form that I mailed out a week in advance. I’m personally laying bets on that being due to our hospital’s mail room (which also handles outgoing metered mail), as it recently took 3 days for an interoffice envelope to get across the street. :smack:
wow. I’d never heard of anything like that. Probably because for the last 30-odd years my cats have all been indoor cats.
So – would they just take your word for having seen a particular cat in your yard, or does someone official have to spot it roaming or trap it or whatever?
You, my friend, are a prime candidate for [reverb] A U D I O B O O K S [/reverb]!
I haven’t literally “read” a book in years. Thanks to being busy with a wife and kids and special-needs (“short bus”) dogs … and being blessed with a skinny attention span (maybe from not smoking enough weed in the first place).
BUT, I carry around an iPod and do “chores” (and dog-walking and exercising and biking and errands) and get through a couple of chapters a day.
In fact, my mom lent me a thick dead-tree book (“You just HAVE to read this!” ::groan:: ) … but I found a downloadable mp3 from the library and reported back to her that it was a fun book.
Speaking of which, I find that a good reader is a much richer experience than just staring at a page. So ANYthing Neil Gaiman reads is great (I’d buy an mp3 of a furnace installation manual if it was read with his accent).
I’ll have to try those; the yellow sticky pads I have are working somewhat, but I still have to keep all my fruit under wraps.
Drivers of Calgary, there’s something you need to know (and I’m not sure why you don’t know it already) - school zones are only in effect when school is in session. They are not in effect at 10:30 at night, they are not in effect on Saturday or Sunday*, and THEY ARE NOT IN EFFECT TODAY, WHEN SCHOOL HAS BEEN OUT FOR THREE WEEKS!!! Don’t throw ME the bird, you stupid fuck - learn the rules of the place you’re driving in.
*Driven behind people who did all of these. They’re lucky I don’t have a car-mounted machine gun.
I need one of those too. I also need a big flashing sign on the back of my car that says “back off”.
In the Dick Durbin (who?) thread, someone finally had it and sighed:
And I thought I’d say this here (since this thread is my “go-to” diversion).
Y’know, I’d say this to anyone on either “wing” here, who just trumpets one side of an argument over and over and over:
Seriously, is there really NOTHING else in your life that you could be doing? No books to read, no closets to clean out, no hobbies or painting to do?
My guess is that you’re doing what I’m doing: posting while books and household tasks pile up. Well, guess what? I’ve had enough. adaher has pushed me over the edge… into sanity. I’m going to go do something with my life.
'Bye for now!
(See y’all after I’ve spent a few days doing Real Stuff) (waves)
All of my cats have been indoor cats, too. IF they go outside, they’re on leashes. We live in an inner ring suburb, on a relatively busy street. It’s not a place for an animal to roam around.
If the cat comes around again (and I don’t see why it wouldn’t, it spent quite a while on our patio today), I can call the non-emergency number and animal control would come out to pick her up. Luckily, the cop shop is literally three blocks away and if I mention who the owner is, they’d be out here quickly. The police know that house quite well.