We just bought a tracking device for GG. It’s an airtag for droids and has a little arrow point at where he is when he is close, but goes to maps for the “stalking” when we are about a mile away. Two were less than 40 bucks AND Hubs and I can both track the same tag with our phones.
The last time he wore a collar was when he was 12 weeks old, he isn’t really thrilled with this latest development.
Nothing bad is going to happen, GG will be on drugs and there will always be at least two doors between him and the outside, but this has settled our minds so it was money well spent.
Wow, I’m amazed that the airline is willing to take the risk, but I’m also happy she is getting this one last visit. Have FCD send you pics of what first class travel is like so you can share with all of us plebs.
This is the way.
I am so glad you have power and coffee. AC is always nice, but coffee and flushing terlits are critical.
Our new place doesn’t have a fridge - we knew that going in - so we will probably be living out of the ice chest for a few days until we can get a new one delivered. I think we should just order one now and schedule delivery for after closing, but hubs is sure that the economy and housing market are going to tank in the next two weeks so we need to be sure we can sell our current place before buying appliances.
I’m going to need to head to the dispensary after he leaves Thursday morning, I’ve been smoking much more than usual lately.
I hope you just got the meds, our vet usually doesn’t need an exam if she has seen our fuzzbutts in the last year, but pups and geriatric critters do need to be seen more often.
We had a fun/sad late lunch with NF and her hubs today. We met them at our favorite Mexican place for our last meal together. We always have a good time together, but everyone knew that this would be the last time so there was some underlying sadness as well.
NF was out of the state last week, which was the perfect time for NF Hubs to set himself on fire trying to light an alcohol lamp. He didn’t notice he had spilled alcohol on his hand until he saw the flames at which time he got very busy. Once he got the fire on his hand smothered, he noticed that his hair was on fire!!!
I was expecting to eat lunch with The Mummy, but his head just looked bruised…kinda like he’d walked into the corner of a cabinet and his fully functional hand looked like he had used iodine on paper cuts.
It could have been so much worse.
I gave NF CG’s number and they are going to work out egg and kitchen scrap exchanges, so that’s done.
The Mexican place serves HUGE portions and usually folks eat their fill and then take the rest home for tomorrow. Hubs is leaving Thursday and we are going out again tomorrow, so he ate everything and is now all yawns.
He loaded all of his ammo in his car today and while doing so found .45 ammo that he doesn’t use anymore so he put it up for sale on Nextdoor.
For those who don’t know, I am a Nextdoor lead AND gun/ammo sales are not allowed per Nextdoor rules. Every single time I have pulled an ad for guns and/or ammo, I’ve been attacked by both the 1st amendment and 2nd amendment people over it. It has been mean and hateful.
I have gone power mad over this. Every time someone yells at me over abusing my power by leaving his post up, I just copy and post their bitching when I didn’t allow it. “You said I shouldn’t pull that sort of thing and here are your words. Pick your side, hypocrite!” The meltdowns have been fabulous.