I am so sorry, monstro. Fuck those guys, your cat probably wouldn’t even want their nasty eyeballs.
My first thought about things like this is usually that it was done by teenagers. I know even grown folk can behave like stupid assholes, but for teenagers I think it’s a law.
I am at my wits end. I had to take my daughter to my mom’s because I need to work, can’t work from home and her daycare is closed. My daughter has autism, which I’ve talked about before, and isn’t potty trained, which I’ve also talked about before. We’ve been trying to find other arrangements but private babysitters are expensive because I have to pay their whole wage, unlike at a daycare where you pay part. I did pay a private babysitter for three weeks but I ran out of money. I’ve been calling daycare centers and in home daycares and keep finding they are either closed or they won’t take her.
That moment when, you realize that you’ve watched all of “Good” Netflix and are down to really bad David Spade movies.
( Spoiler Alert: “The Wrong Missy” earned five full ‘Oh Hell Noes’ from writers trying to claw their way out of Dante’s Inferno. )
There was one with Spade and Sandler that was delightfully stupid. Spade is uptight guy who runs into old wild friend, they get drunk, boat blows up, so Sandler fakes their deaths…
Wanted to add a rant to what I just typed in MPSIMS:
So, what’s with “Conservatives” like my brother not being willing to discomfort themselves even a little bit to keep others healthy?
(…and themselves!)
I live in a fairly liberal college town, and we’ve flattened our curve pretty well, except for the spikes when the right-wing yahoos come out to protest (by standing six inches apart and yelling, breathing each others’ spittle).
I would’ve assumed that “sacrificing for the common good” would be a core conservative value. But they’re just too selfish to do it!
^ You don’t get the idea of sacrifice. They’re willing to sacrifice other people, not to inconvenience themselves in any way whatsoever.
Friday afternoon, one of my molars went hot very unexpectedly. I called my dentist, but he had just left town for a week. Because he wouldn’t be able to do anything until the infection went down, I called my doctor and asked for some amoxi which I started taking that night.
Saturday afternoon, the palms of my hands stung like I’d slapped something which made me wonder if maybe I should slow down a little on the hand sanitizer.
Yesterday, all was good until about 3:00 when my shoes got really tight and I realized I had a dark, icky rash covering my feet and calves. I knew it was an allergic reaction to something, so took a shower and a benadryl. My breathing was fine, I didn’t really itch anywhere, wasn’t in any distress other than the swollen hands and feet, so we didn’t go to Urgent Care.
Today, I went to see my doctor and got the wonderful news that I have become to one of the cheapest, most reliable antibiotics around during a pandemic. For the next 5 years, I am to avoid all penicillin. Yeah, I know that antibiotics don’t work for virus caused diseases, but they can help with secondary issues.
That sounds like so. much. fun. I have so much sympathy for you. I’m not allergic to penicillin and its cousins, but I *am *allergic to the sulfas, something I discovered when I developed a bright red, itchy, rash over my entire body a few decades ago. Your reaction sounds so very much worse to experience. I hope the rash goes away soon.
SiL the Doctor “can’t risk going to a hairdresser’s” (sic, her words) because of infection risk, so she paid someone under the table to go do their hair at home. Note that she is in fact working; she is more likely than other people to catch and transmit this bug.
If it was another person whatever, but damnit, did she spend all those hours in Epidemiology asleep?
We had an infestation a few years ago which started in a can of steel cut oats (yes, those suckers are small enough to slip between the lid and lip). Got rid of the oats, got rid of all opened flour/grain goods, wiped down the shelves, etc. Everything was fine for a bit until we had another infestation in one of those cardboard cornmeal containers. They eventually found an empty plastic jar I once used for dog treats – mmm, crumbs :rolleyes:
Thankfully we haven’t had any since the second deep cleaning. I do keep my flour in the freezer, though, as a precaution.
There’s nothing as much fun as spending your morning calling up contractors for a home project.
It’s always an indication of a grade-A operation when you call the company number and a halting voice (sometimes with TV blaring and kids screaming in the background) answers, “Hullo?”. Um, is this Brackenfuss Plumbing, or a random nitwit I awakened from a 12-pack-induced slumber?
My favorite online review of the day so far: “In spite of their somewhat informal names, Spanky and Shaggy were true professionals.” :smack:
Well, go with Spanks and Shags, then.
We’ll await your "Oh holy hell, now my home is … " thread.
Can I scream now? Yes? GOOD.
AAAAIIIIIIIGGRRRTGGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHHG
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My elderly, sick cat has started pissing in the carrier I feed him in. I’ve had to clean up urine 3x over the last 1.5 days. This is on top of him screaming every hour that I’m hungry and feed me NOW. (Yes, I’ve gotten to the point that I feed him as soon as he starts screaming, or he continues screaming for an hour or more. He is very loud and very shrill.)
I have to do my laundry in the dark because the light’s burned out in my laundry room. Replace the bulb, you say? Sure. Except the fucking builders put the light fixture on the ceiling but next to the wall that is right behind the washer/dryer, and the ceiling is 9 feet or so. Thanks to the vertical distance, even on a 2-step ladder I am too short to reach the fixture, and thanks to the horizontal distance I have to be leaning about 2 feet or so, so even if the step ladder were high enough I still couldn’t reach it.
And now, now, thanks to a ham-handed Adobe tech and a recent update to Photoshop, I can no longer export files to a directory I fucking well have write permission to because Photoshop has decided I don’t have permission if the file already exists in that directory.
SCREEEEAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMM
There needs to be a PSA campaign: “Your mask does you no good hanging on your chin.”
Sorry for not seeing this until today but here’s my experience with these pests. We had an infestation of pantry moths in our garage last year. Apparently they were in some bird seed (sunflower) that sat in the garage all winter in an old recycling tub. Luckily they never got a foothold in the house, but it took us a couple months before we finally got them under control. We had to throw out a bunch of stuff in the garage that had grubs all over in it, including my lawn mowing shoes and several gardening hats. I was picking grubs off the bicycles and out of the bike tire treads. Those fuckers were everywhere. We took all the shelving units out of the garage, broke them completely down and cleaned them before reassembling and putting them back. We stopped going out to the garage from the door in the house, and would only go into the garage from outside. My wife bought a bug light and numerous traps and repellents, and we did a daily search for grubs. (They liked to crawl up the wall and pupate in the corner between the wall and ceiling.)
And I learned my lesson about buying bird seed. I no longer buy 40lb bags of sunflower seeds, I buy 12 lb bags and store the seed in a galvanized bucket with a tight-fitting lid. And I never take the lid off the bucket until I am outside at the feeder.
I wonder if kitty has decided that he wants a covered litter box? If not, try lining the carrier with pee pads to make clean up easier and be happy he isn’t peeing under your bed.
My allergic reaction just keeps on giving. The swelling has gone down, but now the soles of my feet are sore. You know how the palms of your hands feel after clapping really loudly, stinging and sore? That’s how the soles of my feet feel and I’m prancing around like the real Little Mermaid walking on knives. I know I was complaining about being bored, but seriously? This is not the sort of distraction I was wanting.
He’s always been bad about using the litter box for peeing. Pooping he’s generally there. But peeing? Covered litter box or not, he seems to prefer the walls and the floors and has since I got him. I have seven litter boxes for two cats, and they’re located in all his favorite spots. He just moves to the side. ,
I’ve had covered litter boxes for him in the past. He doesn’t really seem to like them.
Pee pads in the carrier is a good idea, though. Even without them, if he is using the carrier instead of the floor and walls, it’s easier to find and clean up. I should be grateful for that, it’s just that with the lockdown he has much more time to get on my last nerve.
Good thing I love the little fucker. Would you believe, at 16 with IBD and hyperthyroidism, I’ve still gotten him to gain 1.5 pounds since the end of last October? He looks like a cat again, albeit a skinny one with decent fur (tis shedding season), instead of a cat skeleton with icky fur.
I feel terrible about the things you are going through, but there’s nothing I can do other than wish you well. The cats I’ve seen (and I’ve seen a few) only seem to last about his current age. He’s definitely a Senior Kitizen. Is his condition one that has the prognosis of getting better? Is he suffering? I’m sorry… but only you would know.
Holy cow, 1.5 pounds is amazing! Especially for a hyper-T kitty!!! Good on you!!! And on asshole cat who is only living to drive you crazier than you thought possible.
Do you have a plan to keep the hourly feedings up when you go back to work? As long as you are are worried about that, now would probably be a good time to search “timed pet food feeders”. If you need the electric gooshy feeders, you might need to look for a bigger carrier so you can have a couple of them to last the day.
What? Me? Of course I have never once gone overboard on an old, sick kitty.
BTW, kaylasdad99 I think I don’t like you very much right now, LOL!
Yesterday, I had small blisters develop on my hands and between my fingers. Tonight I have those same blisters happening between my toes. Yeah, walking is so much fun.