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unavoidedcrisis
So I was at my dad's for a few days.
His dog [Nessa- she's fucking NUTS] had five puppies back at the beginning of May. They sold two and kept the other three. So when I was up there, they had one left [plus their three: Neesha, Nelson and Bear]. So: five dogs all told.
Then there are Lucy and Ricky, the lovebirds. Not too much trobule. They're noisy, but they are generally well-behaved.
Scooter is the nice guinea piug. He's all grey and fluffy and it looks like e has a little guinea mohawk, and I luvvel him.
But Sneakers is the evil guinea pig. Pure. Evil. I went to refill his water bottle, and he tried to gnaw my hand off.
There are four snakes that live in the rocks in the yard; two toads. one huge and one normal sized, that live under the deck, and about ten thousand birds that thrive off the four feeders [one of them is a hummingbird feeder! I love those little guys ^_^].
My uncle, who is a contracter, found a frog inside one of the homes he was working in. So he caught it and was bringing it home to put in his pond. He turned a corner and the lid popped off the container. The frog hopped out, and straight into the air conditioning vent of the truck. So he thought, you know, it's a small frog, maybe if I turn the fan on, it will blow the frog back out.
Bad move, that's all I'll say about that.
I got home, and my cat, Ziggy, mauled me. She misses me when I go away.
And then of course, there are the two dogs, Whisper and Sophie. Whisper, who is so emo, it's weird. And Sophie, the little fluff thing with the crazy/lazy eyes.
But then! But then!
We got a frickin' kitten last night. A frickin' kitten! Why do we need another kitten? I wanted another cat. Like Bucky from Get Fuzzy.
She violent. She clawed my leg to bits. She also chased Whisper out of the living room. Whisper = full grown greyhound. Kitten = tiny little six weeks old kitten.
Whisper just ran into the computer room and cried. And I think she wrote in her journal...
I wanna name the kitty 'Elphaba', but my mother is flim-flamming about the name at the moment.
And the damn kitten got into my dinner last night. Auntie Linda brought me yummy takeout noodles and rice, and the cat tried to steal it.
She nested in my noodles!
His dog [Nessa- she's fucking NUTS] had five puppies back at the beginning of May. They sold two and kept the other three. So when I was up there, they had one left [plus their three: Neesha, Nelson and Bear]. So: five dogs all told.
Then there are Lucy and Ricky, the lovebirds. Not too much trobule. They're noisy, but they are generally well-behaved.
Scooter is the nice guinea piug. He's all grey and fluffy and it looks like e has a little guinea mohawk, and I luvvel him.
But Sneakers is the evil guinea pig. Pure. Evil. I went to refill his water bottle, and he tried to gnaw my hand off.
There are four snakes that live in the rocks in the yard; two toads. one huge and one normal sized, that live under the deck, and about ten thousand birds that thrive off the four feeders [one of them is a hummingbird feeder! I love those little guys ^_^].
My uncle, who is a contracter, found a frog inside one of the homes he was working in. So he caught it and was bringing it home to put in his pond. He turned a corner and the lid popped off the container. The frog hopped out, and straight into the air conditioning vent of the truck. So he thought, you know, it's a small frog, maybe if I turn the fan on, it will blow the frog back out.
Bad move, that's all I'll say about that.
I got home, and my cat, Ziggy, mauled me. She misses me when I go away.
And then of course, there are the two dogs, Whisper and Sophie. Whisper, who is so emo, it's weird. And Sophie, the little fluff thing with the crazy/lazy eyes.
But then! But then!
We got a frickin' kitten last night. A frickin' kitten! Why do we need another kitten? I wanted another cat. Like Bucky from Get Fuzzy.
She violent. She clawed my leg to bits. She also chased Whisper out of the living room. Whisper = full grown greyhound. Kitten = tiny little six weeks old kitten.
Whisper just ran into the computer room and cried. And I think she wrote in her journal...
I wanna name the kitty 'Elphaba', but my mother is flim-flamming about the name at the moment.
And the damn kitten got into my dinner last night. Auntie Linda brought me yummy takeout noodles and rice, and the cat tried to steal it.
She nested in my noodles!
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Date: 2005-07-07 02:19 pm (UTC)My hamster's emo, too. He should get together with your dog, and they can write bad poetry and hate the world.