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Sasha's Bane [Jul. 24th, 2005|10:34 am]
[mood |distressedmy poor baby!]

Sasha's BaneWe had a bit of excitement the other day. Our 9 month old Abyssinian cat was playing in the freezer room. We have a rabbit cage in there for when we catch the feral female cats from outside and take them to the low cost neutering clinic for fixing and releasing. Sasha was played back there before climbing in and out of the cage, on top if it and the usual cat things.

I heard a bit more noise than usual coming from the area while at this computer which is fortunately just across the hall. I saw Sasha climbing on the side of the cage like he was mountain climbing - didn't think much of it until he let go and all 4 feet were in contact with just air! Seems he had gotten the spring loaded hook that holds the cage closed caught in his mouth and he was dangling like a trout. I ran over and supported him and got all the appreciation you can from a hysterical cat. Fortunately I didn't need a transfusion afterwards and lifting him up allowed the hook to get out of his mouth after which he promptly ran up stairs trailing blood.

A quick trip to the vet found that he had been hooked around the gums behind his teeth and that is probably the only thing that kept him from ripping his cheek out. He has a bit of swelling as you can see but seems to be feeling fine otherwise. The swelling is going down and I hope there is no permanent damage.

He hasn't been seen downstairs since the incident - gee I wonder why?

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the neighbors will hate us in 20 years... [Jul. 15th, 2005|08:28 pm]
10 years ago when we moved into our current house we planted some bamboo to block the neighbor's view into the stairwell window(our home is a bit of a "clothing optional" zone). It was all fine until this year when we started getting clumps of bamboo as far as 30 feet from the original planting. I figure at its current proliferation rate our little corner of Beacon Hill will be ready to support its own Panda colony by the end of the decade.

At least the people at Plant Amnesty will be glad we are letting our bamboo "express its genetic potential" - its ability to be a noxious weed. :)
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Coffee at Queerbucks [Jul. 12th, 2005|09:32 am]
[mood |contentcaffeinated]

Another morning, another relaxing venti hazelnut latté at the the Starbucks up near Broadway on Capitol Hill in Seattle, affectionately known as 'Queerbucks'. Looking around, it doesn't seem to be living up to its name as their are a number of suspiciously heterosexual-looking couples sitting around - is 9 am too early for screenings of 'gaywatch'?

I usually come out to get a bit of peace and quiet with coffee - the 'kids' can be a trial. By 'kids' 2 100+lb dobermans (who are only a 'bit' spoiled) and a new addition, a 14 year-old cream colored houndie guy we are taking care of for a friend. weekilter sent me one of those totally cute email mammons that pass around that fits our household so well its now posted on the refrigerator:

Dear Dogs,

The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note: Placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not automatically stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

The hallway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the other end is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help either because I fall faster than you can run.

I cannot buy anything bigger than a king-sized bed. I'm very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I'm also aware that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximise space is nothing but sarcasm.

For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom. If, by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for many years - canine attendance is not mandatory.

The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog's butt. I cannot stress this enough!

To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:

Rules for Non-Pet Owners Who Visit and like to Complain About Our Pets

1. They live here. You don't.

2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture (that's why they call it "fur"niture.)

3. To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly. Dogs are better than kids... they eat less, don't ask for money all the time, are easier to train, usually come when called, never drive your car, don't hang out with drug-using friends (unless the cat that also lives here has a cat-nip addiction, but that won't kill him/her). They don't smoke or drink, don't worry about having to buy the latest fashions, don't wear your clothes, and don't need a gazillion dollars for university - and if they get pregnant, you can sell the children.

Now back to my coffee, cinnamon swirl, SGN, and quiet.
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Another Wild Thursday Night Out [Jul. 8th, 2005|07:10 am]
[mood |satisfiedsatisfied]

Of course its easy taking pictures of </a></b></a></b></a></a></b></a>weekilter sang two songs of his own volition and then I filled out a form for a Top 40 hit - I wanted to see if he could sing somthing that wasn't in a 1920's musical known only to other show queens. I picked the 'one hit wonder" Timbuck 3 and their classic "The Future's so Bright I Have to Wear Shades" and he stoically went up and committed sucide karaoke and did a great job. I am afraid this means that next week I will have to sing for the first time ever just to pay him back. Oh well, we grow by doing new things, right? RIGHT?
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joseph [Jul. 7th, 2005|10:05 pm]

startled, joseph ferociously defends his territory with an aggressive display typical of the male of the species.
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