Driving a rental car the speed limit. Glance in rear view mirror…see a State Patrol Officer on motorcycle with lights and siren tells me to pull over:confused:. Ok I safely indicate and pull into a empty lot. Husband says what did you do? I haven’t a cute says I. Ask the officer…the tag is expired, it’s a rental, show him the contact and my DL. Off I go, not without having a bit of a sweat. Damn Hertz.
jokes on him, I am still driving my truck 10 years later. has a few problems but we are still goinhg. knock on wood.
Well, it’s snowing today. Dammit, I had things to do outside today! And I wanted to go for a walk. I guess I’ll still go - I won’t melt in snow. I just won’t like it much. :mad:
We had to go knock on doors to sell popcorn. Turns out someone already did our assigned route, so I got cold and wet for no damn reason. Now I’m cranky. :mad:
After a long discussion, my husband thinks our eldest may be a little jealous of the attention her younger sister gets. We’re both going to try and spent more time paying attention to her. She came home the other day and the baby was making a mess in the dining room. She had two stellar tests to show me and I probably was a little dismissive of them because my mind was on her baby sibling.
Parenting is really, really, really hard sometimes. You want so much for your children and it isn’t always clear how best to provide it for them.
Well, I’m going for my walk now. I too will be cold, wet and cranky in about an hour. I’m really looking forward to my hot bath afterwards, though. 
Bill was joking about wanting a proper colored dog just for a fashion accessory. He thinks I’m cute when I’m outraged. I think that I’m going to serve him a vegan dinner tonight. Take that, carnivorous butthead!
Now that its October, we aren’t adopting out black cats for just that reason. This is a big rant for me. Stupid people would adopt black cats for the month and then return them with lame excuses. One of the potential adoptors noticed that we didn’t have any black cats today and asked if it was because we were afraid that people would adopt them and then kill them in some devil worshiping ceremony on Halloween. She seemed honestly shocked when I told her that we’ve never heard of black cats really being killed on Halloween, but that people get them as spooky house decorations and then return them.
Why is it easier to believe that people sacriface black cats once a year than to believe that people use pets as fashion accessories?
Bill and I went to the greyhound rescue and they seemed very eager to have us adopt one. They thought that the living conditions would be more than acceptable and explained that greyhounds are trained to not chase without permission. I was worried about my cats seeing a dog, running and dog chasing and maybe even catching one of them. We met some very sweet, well mannered dogs but didn’t bring one home. The timing isn’t right, we will get one after I move. I do have to confess that if we didn’t know that the dogs were in a no-kill rescue, things might have been different.
If you go to enough greyhound rescues, sooner or later one of the dogs will sit on your foot. Or Bill’s foot. This is the dog’s way of saying that you have been adopted.
I love my mother-in-law’s side of the family, but my father-in-law’s relatives are just racist hateful bigoted assholes. One of the cousins posted on Facebook today about how nice it was to have a roofing crew full of “American citizens” working on their house. Are you FUCKING kidding me??? That’s because everyone who’s not white is smart enough to stay away from dumbfuck redneck towns full of assholes like yours, you cunt-face.
Maybe I need to do that. I’m also debating making some fish chowder for supper. Velocraptor may not be inclined for it, but I am!!
May I suggest asking for one who’s lived with cats and demonstrated that they’re cat-safe?
So they’re kind of like cats about which side of the owner/pet relationship claims who?
Most of the dogs will be happy to go home and be a pet to any human. Sometimes, though a dog will take a shine to a particular human, in which case the human had better get used to the idea that s/he now is this dog’s person. I’ve observed this happening in many breeds of dogs, not just greyhounds. And, of course, cats do this too, though cats tend to be more aggressive about it. I’ve never picked out a cat. The cat has always picked me.
Retired greyhounds, though, are just getting used to the idea that humans might love them for being themselves, instead of being valued for racing only. And they LIKE being pets.
Neighbor, I love ya. You and your kin are good people. I’m glad I moved in next to you. That giant dead tree in my yard? Not so much.
I understand you built your house 40 years ago when that pile of firewood was just a little sapling. I know you watched it grow in to this towering 50 foot tall behemoth. You already told me about the swing and how much fun your kids and grandkids had playing on it over the last 30 years. I can tell you were attached.
However, the thing was dead. 3 year old google maps pictures show it being dead then, too. I wish it would have come back, it could have been a nice tree. It could have been how it was 10 or 20 or 30 years ago. I watered it slow and deep every 3 weeks for the last 6 months and nothing. Would you want a 50 foot tall dead tree leaning over your bedroom? As you have lived to see old age and don’t come across as a complete idiot I can only assume you wouldn’t.
So I cut the thing down. I trimmed enough small branches to climb it, I tied off the large branches to drop them away from the house, then i took down the bare trunk 4 feet at a time like a palm tree. I singlehandedly felled the whole thing in one day and I didn’t get killed. I think that’s pretty good and I don’t feel bad about it one bit!
Lynn while I understand why you changed your tag, I really liked your other one better. Just saying.
Ranger (the cat who lives with Bill) is the only cat we’ve ever chosen to adopt, and we didn’t really choose that. We saw him online and Bill went to see him. They bonded and Ranger became part of our pride.
Steve, my house feral, made it very clear that he wanted to be my cat. Cats choose their slaves.
I do think that a greyhound will be an awesome pet. I honestly didn’t know wonderful they were until you folks suggested them. Now that I’ve done some research and talked to people and met some, wow. I’m sold and Bill is as well.
Seanette of course our first responsibility is to our current pets. Not only will I want to know that the dog we adopt is not cat aggressive, I won’t trust said dog to be loose around our cats until I’ve seen how he or she reacts. When we do finally bring one home, I will tie the leash to my belt so I can supervise everything. Thats something that I learned from the Dog Whisperer at adoptions.
Emtar KronJonDerSohn I certainly understand your neighbor’s grief over the beloved tree, but everything dies. It sounds like you did it so well. Would you like to come and visit the Grand Canyon state? I’ll take you for a tour and then hand you a chain saw so you can deal with the flipping cottonwood trees in my neighborhood.
I’m already here, in Mesa. What part of the state are you in?
My husband’s company is doing a big job at our local university that involves removing some old, at the end of their life cycle trees and replacing them with young ones. As you can probably imagine, all the university tree-huggers are (almost literally) up in arms over all the tree-killing that’s going on. You’d almost think that people who are so into trees would know that they have a lifespan.
About 30 miles south of Prescott. About 4 miles north of the clusterfuck that is the Cordes Junction construction. You seem nice, so I’d suggest that you don’t use that for a while. But, if you do choose to come here with your chainsaw, I’ll happily buy the gas and oil.
Did you cut down a mulberry tree? They are wonderful trees, but short lived. Now those flipping cottonwood trees need to die. They are good for nothing. No shade, messy and they set my allergies off so bad that all I can do is cover my face while running through the “snow” to get to my car. Not only that, they don’t die if someone nails copper nails in them.
Back when I worked for the library, there were trees in boxes in the atrium. Humming birds used to make nests in the branches which was very entertaing to watch from the second story. One day, the facilities guys came out to trim the trees and cut down a branch that had a nest.
One of the research librarians was so upset about this that she made them drag the branch out of the pile and duct tape it back to the tree.:smack:
Ugh! It should be illegal for stores to display an “Open” sign when the store is in fact closed!
There’s a restaurant near here that always has its “Open” sign lit up, even when it’s quite clearly closed.