You didn’t find it in your bed, did you? That’s what my boyfriend’s cat does with half-eaten spiders. :eek:
Passes purplehorseshoe the Advil and some of the marked-down Easter chocolate I scored yesterday
Back half, right?
“Look what I caught! I even saved you half. No need to thank me, just doing my job…”
How that works, and I got bitten on that when I had a tooth filled, is this;
100% covered up to their limit on payments for a procedure. A payment amount generally accepted by most practitioners in your area/region.
Except your Dentist doesn’t accept that authorized procedure payment amount, so s/he bills you for the rest.
I found the front half in the dining room right before going to bed. Poor mousie. Kitty was adopted from a shelter where his mommy apparently taught him how to catch them. My husband found mouse apocalypse in the kitchen a few months ago: a large pile of the remains of mouse guts and various mouse heads in two different places. The kitty’s a really good mouser. It’s sort of impressive and sort of disgusting.
Front half? Obviously didn’t learn from a mouser mom.
My barn cat (aeons ago) use to leave the back half of the rats she caught. Best was walking into the barn to find TWO back halves of rats in one night.
No, no, best was walking into the barn to find a dead squirrel in one of the stalls. Then while I’m doing whatever it was I was doing, she walks over to it and I hear a loud CRUNCH. I look over and she was crunching into the skull.
If it happens to be Alberta Blue Cross (which I’ve had in the past; unfortunately I no longer have any dental insurance), I’m pretty sure they (claim to) cover what 70% of dentists charge for a given procedure. If your dentist is in the other 30%, oh well.
I’m about to make some popcorn for dessert (whirly-popped snob popcorn though). Thank goodness I don’t really keep junk food in the house! I admit to making some pumpkin bread on Sunday - my favorite bad treat. Even cut in half, the sugar, it burns!
My dog is a medium one - @50 lbs of Catahoula muscle. She lands on that bed solid foursquare and then immediately leaps off again. It was 5:20 this morning, so a slight improvement.
Did she walk on her back feet, with her front legs held out in front of her? 
Thanks to you, I went out and bought a whole bunch of marked down chocolate, and it is now residing in my chocolate closet. 
Yup. I think it was last year that I learned how 100% doesn’t equal 100% - I’m not going broke over the eleven dollars, but it still chaps my ass when they hold their hands out for a procedure that is “100% covered.”
I’m having some sort of weird electrical problems at my house that either took OUt or fucked up the washing machine sending ME to the laundromat. Joy hallefuckinglujah. Got to call a repair dude soon cause spending two hours twice a week at the laundromat suuuuuuuuuucks. It’s plugged in but can’t be started. I don’t know what thae fuck is going on with this house this year.
Got two circuits that are fucked and need rewiring too. Might also be needing computer soon, because one tower can’t be turned on but not UNTIL other electrical issues are fixed. Goddamnit. And my poor mother has to shell out MORE cash to the electrician. Sheesh. I think I’ll save up for another computer.
Fucking brilliant idea to schedule me at work at 7AM sooo-- I had to eat and nap before hitting laundromat. yayyy. Fuckers. I ASKED for afterNOOONS!
Now I just want to look a t a little porn before going to bed. I don’t think that’s asking for too much. My new job as a deli clerk is kicking my ass but I still get shit DONE.
From what I know about cats, your cat just said that you were too stupid to be allowed close to a dead critter that has teeth.
Cats start teaching by bringing very dead prey to their kitten and eating it in front of them. That teaches the kittens what food looks like and how to eat it. (This is why so many people have problems teaching their newly adopted cats to eat gooshy food. Said cats don’t know that its food.)
Next, they bring crippled prey to their kittens and kill it and eat it. Finally, they will eat the head and let the kittens eat the body. They don’t want to let their kittens get hurt by the teeth. After a while, the kittens get crippled prey to kill and eat, then they get live prey.
Our feline overlords aren’t offering us food when they leave half eaten prey for us, they are telling us that they think we are too stupid to hunt for ourselves.
My PC just died at the least opportune time ever, as the last of my available money is drying up. It gets past POST then reboots. Popular suggestions online say I need to reinstall Windows, but I can’t find my XP disc, it’s not where it’s supposed to be. Damn it!
Most of my files are backed up, but I can’t access my email without a lot of jiggery-pokery, so that sucks too.
I think it’s the main hard drive that’s dying anyway. Ugh.
I do have a second PC, but it’s meant for intense CPU processes, not me puttering about online.
I had a cat that would lovingly bring me chipmonk tails. Apparently they tend to just sort of pop off the little body when you get a whole dead one and grab the tip of the tail to [try to] fling it out of the door…at one point we let them pile up on the outside of the kitchen window sill, and had just under 20 when some SCA smartass we knew asked us if we were saving them to make vair or something. :rolleyes:
After moving to a different state and taking a new job, I was sloppy in planning my monthly withholding. Now, instead of paying out ~$1000 this April, I’m getting ~$1000 refunded. Had I had that money earlier, I could have front-loaded my savings and investments in a growing economy. Instead, I have that money much later when it’s worth less to me and everyone else.
Instead of optimizing my finances I ended up acting like one of those irresponsible fucks who is incapable of saving without government intervention. :smack:
For some reason, none of the local shops have marked down any of the easter chocolate; it’s just all magically disappeared. My sodding period’s shown up early again, and I wanted a cheap chocolate fix, dammit!
Wish I could give you some of mine. I have a surplus.
Ewwww. But I give you points for knowing what squirrel fur is called.
This is my not happy face: >.<
My car started leaking oil, so I took it to the mechanic. Turns out there’s a not-insignificant possibility that guys that did my oil change a few months back fucked up my oil pan and put in a replacement plug without saying anything, and this is what’s leaking. Mechanic called VW to see how much a new pan costs- he might be able to fix the current one, but won’t know unless he takes it apart. $201 if he can repair it, $438 if he has to replace it. If he takes apart and it’s fixable, it’s done today. If it’s not, I’m out a car til Monday night.
I suppose this is the price I pay for getting a newish (07) car and not doing my own work anymore ( including scavenging at junk yards for parts ), but on the heels of my $1000 plus federal tax bill, the fact that supposed professional fucked me over just sticks in my craw more than it normally would.
Medieval recreationist. I can even fake ermine with black and white bunny pelts =)