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Oct. 3rd, 2005
Unexpected magazine subscription
Oct. 3rd, 2005 12:06 pmDid someone on my flist here subscribe InsideTV for me? It's someone who has my address? It came in the mail today, and I got on the website (and they make you look HARD to find the subscription page, if you want to find out about it). It's apparently current through March 27, 2006, and if it's the trial subscription, this is just weird.
If someone here did this, can you please email me? Thanks.
If someone here did this, can you please email me? Thanks.
Ah yes, another day dawns on Goldy, sweetest dog around, with bizarre tastes in snackfood.
On Sunday I took the kids to the Science Museum in LA, and hubby was going to work on the weekend (earning overtime for once, yay!). After we left, hubby drove off to work, then had to come home around 2:00 in the afternoon to load some animation into the computer. Then, he noticed the little trash can in the back bathroom was overturned and spilled out on the floor. And the dog, Goldy, was slinking around as he usually does when he knows he's done something wrong, and yet absolutely cannot resist temptation. Now onto the dog, Hubby sniffed the air, and went on a scavenger hunt for the source of the odor.
He finds two formerly sodden pull-ups under Mermaid's bed, snacked upon like a lemonade slushy you get at the fair.
I get home at 6:30pm, and Goldy is slinking around, looking guilty, but I have no idea why, since I wasn't there when his stash was found and cleaned out.
I've been reluctant to let Goldy lick me (his version of the Kiss) lately. Wonder why.
On Sunday I took the kids to the Science Museum in LA, and hubby was going to work on the weekend (earning overtime for once, yay!). After we left, hubby drove off to work, then had to come home around 2:00 in the afternoon to load some animation into the computer. Then, he noticed the little trash can in the back bathroom was overturned and spilled out on the floor. And the dog, Goldy, was slinking around as he usually does when he knows he's done something wrong, and yet absolutely cannot resist temptation. Now onto the dog, Hubby sniffed the air, and went on a scavenger hunt for the source of the odor.
He finds two formerly sodden pull-ups under Mermaid's bed, snacked upon like a lemonade slushy you get at the fair.
I get home at 6:30pm, and Goldy is slinking around, looking guilty, but I have no idea why, since I wasn't there when his stash was found and cleaned out.
I've been reluctant to let Goldy lick me (his version of the Kiss) lately. Wonder why.
chickens and puppies and Mermaids, oh my!
Oct. 3rd, 2005 11:26 pmSunday was a real animal day at house.
Our Neighbors have a chicken. A brown, skinny, ugly chicken with a black beak and raw bony legs and beady black eyes with a cunning chicken intelligence hidden deep behind them. This bird is the replacement for another chicken of theirs that pecked away at their (now MIA) bitch, who then ripped the former birds' throat out. The chicken and her cock almost never leave their yard. I left at 11am to go the Science Museum on Sunday. Hubby left a short time later.
He had a surprise when he saw a tall skinny brown chicken parked on a part of our fence right next to our gate - only a few feet from our front door. Bwak! It just stood there, tilting its head at him with a "What the fuck you lookin' at? You lookin' at ME? You lookin' at me, you shit?" beady eye, and he left it alone, thinking, stupid bird will go home.
Two hours later, he drove back home to get some work going there, too - and the bird is on the same perch, right next to our front gate, cocking its head and giving him the bird version of a Fuck You Too, Buddy. After cleaning up Goldy's snacky from under Mermaid's bed, and having some lunch, the bird was still there. He ended up scaring it away.
I'm thinking, it's too bad Goldy was too full for the Joy of the Chase. We're thinking of getting them a goat for Xmas.
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Neighbor, who has seven puppies without a mother, that are eight weeks old now, is trying to ... I'm trying to figure out a way to say this nicely ... "convince" surrounding neighbors to take the babies in by letting their kids "borrow" the puppies to take home for a little when their parents are home.
Mermaid brought home her favored puppy, who I admit is adorable, like a teddy bear is adorable, BUT Goldy wasn't so thrilled, and after a short bit gave the little interloper his patented "Get away From ME!" growl. That finally convinced Mermaid that the dog we already have is not going to take another dog in the house gracefully or happily. Puppy went home, and I was not convinced, either. I don't want to end up taking care of a baby *again*.
Our Neighbors have a chicken. A brown, skinny, ugly chicken with a black beak and raw bony legs and beady black eyes with a cunning chicken intelligence hidden deep behind them. This bird is the replacement for another chicken of theirs that pecked away at their (now MIA) bitch, who then ripped the former birds' throat out. The chicken and her cock almost never leave their yard. I left at 11am to go the Science Museum on Sunday. Hubby left a short time later.
He had a surprise when he saw a tall skinny brown chicken parked on a part of our fence right next to our gate - only a few feet from our front door. Bwak! It just stood there, tilting its head at him with a "What the fuck you lookin' at? You lookin' at ME? You lookin' at me, you shit?" beady eye, and he left it alone, thinking, stupid bird will go home.
Two hours later, he drove back home to get some work going there, too - and the bird is on the same perch, right next to our front gate, cocking its head and giving him the bird version of a Fuck You Too, Buddy. After cleaning up Goldy's snacky from under Mermaid's bed, and having some lunch, the bird was still there. He ended up scaring it away.
I'm thinking, it's too bad Goldy was too full for the Joy of the Chase. We're thinking of getting them a goat for Xmas.
___________
Neighbor, who has seven puppies without a mother, that are eight weeks old now, is trying to ... I'm trying to figure out a way to say this nicely ... "convince" surrounding neighbors to take the babies in by letting their kids "borrow" the puppies to take home for a little when their parents are home.
Mermaid brought home her favored puppy, who I admit is adorable, like a teddy bear is adorable, BUT Goldy wasn't so thrilled, and after a short bit gave the little interloper his patented "Get away From ME!" growl. That finally convinced Mermaid that the dog we already have is not going to take another dog in the house gracefully or happily. Puppy went home, and I was not convinced, either. I don't want to end up taking care of a baby *again*.