Three day in a row of ninety degree weather. Go home September, you’re drunk and high.
I went for a long run yesterday afternoon and managed to dehydrate myself to a pretty nasty point–I felt awful.
As I was running, an insect flew right into my mouth. I quickly hacked and spit it out, but soon realized that it had stung me on the bottom lip on its way out. I finished my run with a fat lip.
Bee-stung lips indeed.
My Beloved Butthead is an engineer. Our Bratly Catly likes to take the lid off the kitty fountain so she can drink from the reservoir instead of the bowl. This offends BB.
He put some plastic latches on the fountain so BC couldn’t just pull the lid off. BC retaliated by wrestling with the fountain and knocking it over. BB put weights on the bottom of the fountain so she can’t knock it over. BC started shoving the fountain out into the middle of the room where people would trip over the cord or kick it over for her. BB duct taped the fountain to the floor, which looked really classy.
BC learned how to peel the tape up without getting it stuck to her which left sticky spots on the floor and pieces of duct tape laying around for unsuspecting dogs and humans to get stuck on their feet.
I stopped the man vs cat contest when I saw BB mixing epoxy to glue the fountain to the floor. There was never in any doubt in my mind as to the outcome of the contest (cat was going to win) and I didn’t want the fountain permanently affixed to the floor.
I gave the modified fountain to the shelter and bought another one. BC is back to pulling the top off. She’s happy. I’m happy. BB is looking at other fountains online because he’s so offended that she won’t use the fountain like its intended to be used.:smack:
My power went out last night for several hours. I had just gotten to bed and {blink} no power. No A/C, no fan, no sleep. It was probably 3:30 am before I got to sleep. Good thing today’s a holiday.
This made me smile. I used to have one of those “Zen” desktop fountains with the rocks and the little waterfall. You know it turned into a cat water fountain about an hour after I plugged it in. That was a previous cat. After I got the cat I have now I showed him the fountain. He wouldn’t go near it. Instead he runs to the bathroom and lays in the sink until I come in and turn the tap on a slow drip for him. Cats is weird.
That’s the hardest I’ve laughed in a long time. Thanks for that!
I use this one. No lid.
Today is Labor Day. What does the local news start off with? a salute to veterans. Let’s save that for Veterans Day and celebrate someone else’s hard work for once.
Thank you, that is very attractive. My BB is the only one who had problems with the drinkewlls and that’s because he’s an engineer who doesn’t look at the big picture when trying to solve a small problem.
(OK, he does look at the big picture when he’s solving big problems, but small ones? Its a good thing that he’s almost as cute as BC.)
In other news, I failed my cooking class today. Again. Teacher was standing behind me, telling me what to do step-by-step. Somehow, my oven caught fire and I didn’t do anything wrong!!! Everyone else was pulling delightful smelling stuff from their ovens and then the water started pouring down from the ceiling.
Some people are NOT meant to be in the kitchen, and I’m one of them.
Maggie just played with the fountain I got her, but she likes playing in water. When I brush my teeth morning and night, she comes up on the sink. About half the time she lets me know she’s thirsty, so I cup my hands under the water and she drinks from the pool (or sometimes just the flow off one hand).
…and stick an extra I after the V in mischievous.
Thanks for the laughs, flatlined!
Fucking mosquito bites. Itchyitchyitchy!!
I haven’t tried it myself yet, but I recently heard the tub style Vicks Vapo Rub works well for itching and swelling. Something about the essential oils.
A woman I know checked in on Facebook from a local bridge to say goodbye, I love you all.
That was strange.
125 comments so far. One “Like”.
Last I read she was LifeFlighted and is in ICU.
If you click “unlike” quickly, no one will know it was you.
Sorry. Hope she makes it okay, and gets the help she needs.
The “Like” was not me. 
I’m hoping it was someone who blindly liked the check-in and read no further…
How does one explain to people - people to whom one cannot be rude and from whom it is impossible to get away - that one is having a panic attack and is using all one’s mental energy to keep it under control without freaking the fuck out and calling a fucking ambulance because his heart is beating 150 times a minute and his face has gone numb and the last thing he needs is their stupid fucking cunting trivial tedious bastard fucking small talk about absolutely cunting fucking nothing, that he couldn’t give a fuck if they were giving fucks away free with Happy Meals, and they should all just shut their fucking holes?
Politely, how does one explain that?
I went with “Please, I’m dizzy” the first two times, and when they kept yapping held up my hand in a “stop” gesture and said “I’m trying not to faint”. Then put your head down on a desk, or your knees, and when you’re with it enough again, just handwave it off as low blood pressure.
Mine sit on the edge of my tub and rub their heads against the taps until I turn them on. I won’t do it until I’ve finished my shower, though, and have dried off. The shower is on the opposite side of the bathroom and I don’t want to soak the floor. Silly kitties. (it is adorable, though)
I feel you on this today. Seriously. I’m currently trying to decide if I should get my husband to take me to the doctor. Knowing that it is probably anxiety. Like 95% likely. But you never know. I shouldn’t be getting dizzy every time I stand up with bursts of adrenaline. 
Perhaps a small aquarium? That is what Psycho Kitty drinks out of, a little 2.5 gallon tank with a Betta in it. Who sometimes comes up to the surface and nibbles on her tongue.