Laurence Simon runs a caption contest on the Dead Pool portion of his website. I don’t usually play, but last week he had a photo up that just spoke to me. That look on Dubya’s mug just said it all…
And I played.
And I won!
Hehehehe!
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Tuesday, July 25, 2006
07:29 AM - 07/25/2006
The topic: First place
----------------------------------------------Laurence Simon runs a caption contest on the Dead Pool portion of his website. I don’t usually play, but last week he had a photo up that just spoke to me. That look on Dubya’s mug just said it all…
And I played.
And I won!
Hehehehe!
10:54 AM - 07/25/2006
We found a dime on our walk this morning
The topic: It’s TUMMY TUESDAY!
----------------------------------------------Today’s (and first ever) “Tummy Tuesday” model is none other the little Ron Howard!
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Be sure to check out the Friday Ark #97 for more animal related blogging.
11:01 AM - 07/25/2006
The topic: The weather
----------------------------------------------Good news. It’s supposed to start cooling down a couple of degrees a day and in the middle of next week, that high that Dubya and his cronies have up over part of the southwest, the one that’s pulling in the tropical moisture, is supposed to go away.
If I hadn’t alerted the public to this conspiracy, chances are it would be there until late October.
11:09 AM - 07/25/2006
The topic: Thanks, Potter
----------------------------------------------So, we’re having this miserable hot weather and I’m trying to use as little energy as possible. Mine, not the G & E company’s.
In the morning, I get up first. Open up the house. Fire up the computers. Turn on the fans. Get dressed. And when Brian rolls out of bed and is getting dressed for the morning walk, I make the bed.
He hangs his walking clothes up in his bathroom and his shoes are under the bed. He gets dressed in the bathroom, comes out and sits on the chair in the bedroom to put on his tennies. This morning, Potter was insistent on being held. Brian obliged, then set him down on the made bed. I hear Brian yelling.
I go into the bedroom to see what’s up. My side of the bed is unmade. Brian looks at me, says “Potter peed on the bed and it’s all the way through to the mattress pad”. Gah.
I’m doing laundry right now. I didn’t want to do laundry today, at least, not the bed clothes. Later, Potter was up on the desk, peeing on the towel Brian has covering his paperwork files.
Maybe Potter has a problem. Maybe I should start him on amoxi.
Cats. Gotta love ‘em.
11:15 AM - 07/25/2006
The topic: Making jewelry
----------------------------------------------I made nine more necklaces this past week (well, I had three of them already designed, I just had to string them). I’m waiting for some more supplies because I’m going to try my hand at matching earrings.
They’re all pretty nice. I like to use the Swarovski crystal in them because I like shiny things. I really like to watch these things sparkle in the sun.
I’ve got some with Grade A cat’s eye beads (which aren’t really cat’s eyes, they’re some sort of manufactured fibre-optic glass) as well.
They’re very nice. At least I think so.
11:18 AM - 07/25/2006
The topic: Kitten Sleep
----------------------------------------------I caught Rory snoozing on the back of Brian’s recliner last Friday and she looked so very relaxed, I had to get the picture. Luckily, the flash didn’t distract her from the task at hand.
11:25 AM - 07/25/2006
The topic: Remember Marco?
----------------------------------------------He didn’t come inside when the other cats came in last night (I let them all stay out a little longer after the sun had gone down because of the heat; it was cooler outside). The sun was down and he looked so pleased, having the rock all to himself and surveying the area. I was able to snap a couple of pictures before he decided that I was more interesting than the rock.
11:30 AM - 07/25/2006
The topic: The heat
----------------------------------------------The phone rang Saturday and it was mom.
“Is your electric out?”
No, we’ve got power. Her’s was out.
According to our call this morning, it was out most of the weekend. And the manager of the park didn’t call the electric company, the tenants did. (They own their homes, rent the property; the utilities are added to their monthly bills.) It was the first the electric company had heard.
One of the people calling let them know that it was a senior citizens’ park and that there were going to be heat related health problems. And there were. Mom said there were four people were taken away in ambulances. Scary.
Mom thinks it’s because the equipment at the park is outdated. They bring in new homes and they use more power overall and it’s overloading what they’ve got. They need to be replaced. And mom knows if they’re replaced, their rents will go up accordingly.
11:51 AM - 07/25/2006
The topic: The good mother
----------------------------------------------I’m not real up to date on momcats. The only ones I knew, before Lorelei, were the feral moms. Like Little Guy, the mom of Sammy, Opie, Richie, DaNiece and Angel. She was a good mom. Well, I don’t exactly know how good because we snagged the kittens before they had a chance to grow up wild, then she was eaten by a coyote.
Little Bit had two viable litters and we grabbed those babies from her. But she was only separated from the second litter for a couple of days, when she got spayed. Well, wait, maybe it was a little longer because we had her crated until she had somewhat recovered before letting the kittens in to see her. And she let them be with her for a couple of weeks, then was done with them. She didn’t want them near her, growling them away and slapping at them if they crossed her line.
But Lorelei. Lorelei, man, she’s a good mom. She loves her babies. The night she came home from her spay, they were suckling and she was grooming them. A week later, she’s recovering nicely from the surgery and this morning, I actually watched her playing with Rory on the patio. I’ve never seen Little Bit play. Bounce when she runs, yes, but never play.
Just a little while ago, I was in the bedroom and I saw this:
She’s such a good mom!
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