Our entire condo complex has gone without water since at least 10 this morning. Called the property management office and was told the water crew hopes to have it back on by 11 tonight. :mad:
We had those in the New Orleans area as well. Any that snuck in under the closed garage door would get caught by one of the cats, played with, then devoured.
Why do I always end up with the worthless cats? Way back when, I had a mouse infestation. I learned about it when I found mouse droppings in the kibble bowl. :smack: Which just happened to be about 10 feet away from my bed. You know the room, its where all of the cats curled up next to me all night while the mice had a party in the bathroom. :eek:
Speaking of worthless cats, Lucky is still hanging in there. He’s pretty blind and he’s getting pretty skinny, not to mention the senility (Sundowners syndrome any one?) but he still purrs, he slurps up a snacky every couple of hours and knows where the litter box is.
Every day, I pick him up and ask him if its time and he always says its not.
Somehow, Buttercup has become the best seeing eye dog ever. If she sees Lucky heading for the stairs, she goes and lays in front of him, then gives him a head wash. This of course grosses him out “DOG SPIT!!! I’M CONTAMIATED!!! ICKICKICK!!!” so he heads back into a safe area and gives himself a very thorough bath.
My neighbor has a small pack of dogs and at least one cat. This one kitty likes to antagonize the hell out of the dogs, then slip through the fence into my yard, where he can lounge under the fig bushes while watching the dogs having a fit. Sometimes he comes up to one of us for a cuddle.
I’ve never thought of that…
Yes! I was just reading about it last week! (I too HAAAAATE the summer–I live in Houston*, so I know humidity!)
That’s not the article I read, which I can’t find right now.
As I tell people, the weather in Houston isn’t bad–it’s 78 degrees year-round…you just don’t go outside.
Fireworks? Fuck you. It’s not patriotic. Just an excuse to blow shit up and scare my dogs. 
Great article, thanks! I’ve always felt a bit crazy for hating summer, this validates that there may be something to it.
I also think that my very fair complexion plays into this. People with “normal skin” (:D) can go out a get a great tan, I just turn red, sizzle my hide, and break out all over with acne caused by sweat. Ooog.
All y’all should come and live in San Francisco (not the “Bay Area”, there’s lots of heat out there if you get very far away from the coast). Today the sun was out for a while where I was, but it never got over 72. Now at 5:45 pm it’s cool and breezy and maybe 65.
If you don’t like the glamor and expense of the big city, try Pacifica or Half Moon Bay or various other towns along the coast, north and south of here. If you complain about the heat more than 2 or 3 days a year in these places, there’s something wrong with you (or global warming is worse than I thought).
Seriously, I’ve been here 37 years and I don’t think I could live anyplace where there are more than a few hot sunny days per year.
“The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.”
S. L. Clemens (attr’d)
Hey dumbass! There are 2 gas pumps at the empty island. PULL THROUGH TO THE FRONT ONE!!! Don’t fucking stop at the rear one when you know someone is directly behind you so I then have to maneuver around you and back into the front one. Dipshit!
Yup. Blue Knees R Us (tourists only)
That is adorable.
5:30, QuickTrip gas station.
All pumps are being used with each one having one or two cars waiting.
You fill up your tank and then Jr decides he needs a Slurpee/icy thing.
Do you:
A) drive away from the pump and park in one of the many available spaces
B) move up enough so that the person behind you can get gas
Or
C) Wait right there until Jr gets back, 10 minutes later.
I bet you know the answer!
I have a kid there, who claims the weather is boring, and wants to come to the midwest in August: “I need to sweat”.
So SF is on my weather app, and it’s gotten to be a point of humor between us, because whenever I check it, it’s 59.
Sunrise, high noon, midnight … 59. Dog days of summer, winter of our discontent … 59.
Just checked it: Yep.
… By my cousin’s cat. Damn, those claws were sharp.
Cats: Sharp on 5 of 6 ends.
Found out a couple of days ago that Sydney, our sweet tortoiseshell cat, and my wife’s favorite of our three cats, has cancer.
It’s all over her spleen and the tissues of her intestine, according to the vet who did the ultrasound. All we can do is give her medication to help with any pain and keep her appetite up, while we wait for the end.
I know it’s been said before, but fuck cancer.
Theodore (my cat) has taken to sitting just at the edge of my peripheral and staring at me. When I get up to give him attention or see what he wants, he just runs off.
So I’ve taken to squirting him with water every time he does it.
Are you being sarcastic, Chimera? Because if not, I sure don’t see what Theodore has done to deserve punishment! Anyway, if this is the first cat you have had stare at you for no reason and then run away, maybe you haven’t had many cats? Because I think every cat I have ever had has done this from time to time.
I work from home. I need to be at my computer. He’s been doing this for about a week straight and it is seriously pissing me off. I’ve chased him off four times so far today and it isn’t even lunch time.
Last night about 11:30pm he was bugging me to go out in the hall (something we do about once a day, so he can explore) and actually HOWLED. I went, picked him up and gave him a bunch of love and carried him away from the door. So no, he doesn’t usually get punished for such things.
But being completely fucking obnoxious about it while I have to work? Squirt. Go do something else, cat, I have work to do. The deck is open, go sit in the plants and watch the world go by. You have @30 toys, go play with one of them.