You know, I really hate it when I go to four different stores shopping for shoes, a winter coat and a gift for my nephew, stop at the post office to pay some bills, stop at the ATM to get cash, pay or pull 3/4 of my checking account balance in one day - the day after payday, and I have the following petty first world problems when I get home;
How is it that NO ONE has a decent supply of good quality winter coats? This is fucking Minnesota, and it fucking SNOWED across the northern third of the state this last week. They fucking closed schools in some places up there for Og’s sake! It’s in the 40’s today and we’ll get a hard freeze tonight. And you bastards are on one hand working on your fucking Christmas decorations, but on the other hand tell me you won’t get winter coats in for a couple of weeks or more??? What. The. Fuck.
Yeah, like that other thread, I’m not buying a cheap ass coat that lasts 3 years, if that. I paid nearly $100 for my current coat about 12-15 years ago and it’s lasted this long. I just want a new one because this one is a bit ratty around the edges. Hell, I probably won’t even dispose of it, I’ll keep it for winter dirty work or play. (“Hey Chimera, help me haul and stack some firewood!” = old coat)
Goddamn it. I forgot to buy MILK and refill my Metformin. Guess I’m out the door to get that.
I did this once, forgot my lock, I mean - just wandered around campus til I saw someone else arriving on a bike, and asked if I could get mine locked to theirs. Arranged to meet up later, bought my hero a coffee, and Bob’s your uncle!
Wonderful, now I have something else to worry about. I have been told to not free feed dogs because they won’t stop eating until all the food is gone and will get fat.
These are puppies, so I think that advice doesn’t apply. They have a big bowl of Canidae kibble. The kibbles are kinda big, but the bowl empties every day. They also split a 12 ounce can of gooshy food twice a day.
Do you think I should ask Tony to come over during the day and give them another can and refill the kibble bowl? I don’t know much about dog food, I picked Canadae because I know and trust Felidae (its what I feed the ferals). Is there a different brand I should be using?
Their poops are kinda runny, but I’m hoping/guessing that is because they are adjusting to different food and no mama. The puppies must have talked it over and picked one spot to poop. The spot is right in front of the door. This is good because it makes it easy for me to rake it out. Its bad because the puppies charge the door while I’m raking a path to walk through.
I’m fast, but there are 5 of them and I only have 2 arms.
Yeah, at that age if you can get 3 (or 4) smaller meals into them it’ll be easier on their guts. If you can’t it’s not going to kill them, and it sounds like they ARE cleaning up their food. Just keep an eye out and make sure that a greedy bully isn’t pushing the shyer ones away.
And meals are definitely a better idea than free feeding - you get a better idea of who’s eating what, and you can catch problems quicker.
Can you rotate the cage 180 degrees so they still poop in the same spot, but the door’s now facing the other way?
Oh, and if you can add a dollop of real (the kind w/ active beasties in it ) plain yogurt into their food, it might help with the runs.
Why do people feel like it’s okay for them to block traffic if they miss their turn? I was already pissed off about all the traffic backups because of construction. Every road I wanted to take had some kind of backup due to construction. I was finally up to the traffic light where everything was clear, except the dumbass in front of me decided that he/she really wanted to turn left but didn’t get into the left turn lane in time. Instead of going up a little further, turning into a side street or a business, and turning around, he/she got over just a little bit but not enough to not block my lane and sat there waiting to turn left. Dammit, I realized that I wanted to turn there too late, too, but did I block everyone behind me? No, I just took different roads, and if I’d really needed to turn there, I would’ve found a place to turn around that would not have inconvenienced anyone else.
And then to top it off, after I finally got to my destination and parked, the woman who was parked next to me slammed her door into my car when she got out. There wasn’t any damage, and she apologized, but it certainly didn’t improve my mood.
There is a good reason that my rescue group didn’t let me do more with dogs than just walk them. I like dogs, I really do. I just don’t know anything about feeding them or training them or anything. I’ve had dogs walk me into a glass door in the past. Very embarrasing.
I thought that the puppies chose their poop place because it was on the other side of the cage from their food. If I get people to help me move the 6x8 foot cage, won’t the puppies do the same thing? Poop as far away from their food as they can?
I didn’t think about yogurt, and thank you for that suggestion. I’ve been mixing some canned pumpkin into their food because that’s what I do for cats.
Speaking of cats, Steve has ventured out into the hall. He scares Spike so much that Spike runs screaming into the bedroom, jumping on the bed and wrapping his paws around my neck and crying. At zero dark thirty.
I really can’t imagine a more embarrasing way to die. “Strangled to death in her sleep by a brain dead cat.” Yeah…that’s going to be a great obituary.
You’re correct that dogs, like a lot of animals, will do their best to eliminate as far away from their food and bed as they can. They don’t like fouling their bed or food any more than most humans or cats do.
Minor rant of the day: why do some people on this Board have to be so damned mean and snarky? Disagreements are one thing, but I’d really hate to have to deal with some of these assholes in real life. Or else they mouth off on a message board because they still live in mama’s basement and have no balls.
Major rant of the day: ingrown hairs. I’ve always been a bit, um, furrier than I would like, but as I get older my facial hair seems to be increasing and now I get dreadful, painful ingrown hairs on my chin. If I leave them alone they look like a bad case of acne. If I get the razor-sharp tweezers they end up looking like a bad case of acne.
Any ideas for preventing or dealing with this unsightly problem?
Electrolysis. Laser hair removal isn’t permanent, electrolysis is, and it’s cheaper, too. You will have to have a few treatments to get all of them, as the individual hairs will be on their own cycles, but most hairs will need only one treatment. Occasionally a hair will require a second treatment, but that’s pretty rare. It’s not as expensive as you might think.
According to my electrologist, many women find that as they get older, they get more facial hairs, and the hairs seem to be longer and coarser.
A mild exfoliating cream before the tweezers; actually, even when there’s no evident ingrown hairs (it will help prevent them, as well as making them easier to fish). And seconding “look into electrolysis”.
Goddammit! I have a giant zit on the side of my neck. I can’t hide it with my hair (unless, of course, I use my hair as a scarf); it’s far enough down my neck my chin won’t overshadow it; and it fucking highlights my least favorite part of my body. And it HURTS.
And my daughter won’t sleep and I’m cranky. And whiny. So there. And nobody in this family seems to realize that I need some space. Not for a long time. Just 10 minutes where no one is talking or looking at me or even breathing in my general area. It’s not that I don’t like my family, but after spending the day being crawled on, climbed on, slept on and interrogated, I’m done dealing with people. My throat hurts from talking and answering questions and my husband is asleep and his “naps” usually last five hours. Seriously. Eventually I think I’ll pile everyone in the car (except my sleeping husband), turn on some music (ideally mine, not the kids’, as long as it’s PC enough) and treat the kids to milk and cookies and me to a big-ass mocha.
My waterbed mattress split a seam. It was just fine when I changed the sheets this morning, but when I tried to go to bed tonight, the blankets were wet. Now I’m draining the mattress and washing stuff and I have to go to work in the morning.
AND, Bill wasn’t here this weekend, so I can’t blame it on his sexy bed moves. Well, maybe I can…delayed reaction?
I accidentally (well, who would do it on purpose?) dropped my cell phone into some water this morning.
It is mostly dried out–thank you, bowl of uncooked rice–but there is still condensation on the lens, which causes it to take photos randomly if I put the battery back in and turn it on.
I ate too much at dinner, and now I feel bloaty and a little nauseous. I’m finding myself eating the leftovers at night instead of saving them for the next day. I’m very frustrated; I think I’ve been off my diet almost a year now and I can’t motivate myself to get back on. Also, not checking my sugars, and I should be.
Indyellen, get your shit together and take care of yourself, dammit!
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