especially when mother is missing.
Mutter is trapped! We had to change it about a bit as she was letting the kittens have their full before she did. It presented a challenge we were willing to undertake, and it all worked out perfectly. Like you expected any different. Tomorrow morning, we are going to open the carrier that has a full bowl of oh so tasty sliced turkey in gravy in it so the empty bellied kittens will allow us to execute the last bit of our plan. You'll get all the sordid details of trapping baby animals. I will be the bearer of trapped kitten delight caught on film.
Next stop, N. Scottsdale Animal Hospital where the caring doctor will proceed to knock everyone out, stab them with needles, chop out their insides and cut off the tip of their left ear. The left ear bit isn't because we are a bunch of scalpel wielding sadistic maniacs. It's so other people partaking in the "trap, fix & release" program can know if they have caught a pre-sterilized cat and simply let it go and move onto others that need "our help". This entire situation is extremely surreal to me and I do feel a bit shabby. I'm uncertain whether this can even be counted as my good deed of the month...
Monday, July 21, 2008
Saturday, July 5, 2008
My teeth are getting whiter but I still have that drip problem
We have been using Basic H whenever we think of something to clean. I have used it to clean out the hummingbird feeders, run through and defunk the coffee maker, de-fly the backyard, wash the bathroom, floors and surface areas. So far the results are proving worth the effort. Mr. F used it to degrease a part of Clara (his motorcycle which I have named Clara against his will) that he has a hard time reaching. The grease came right off, he was impressed and started using it for other things. Awesome. Oh yes, I have also been brushing my teeth with it and I must say, I am seeing results. Basic H recommended.
That annoying drip coming from the front door. Mr. F went into the "attic" to see what the hell was going on. Looks like the first pan became clogged. Instead of doing it right by unclogging it and making the drain run free to the front part of the driveway, they put in a second pan and a second hole that releases the water right next to the front door.
See the little spout above the door? See the water on the ground? Brilliant.
Plan A was PVC piping. I don't want to look at a bunch of crap next to the door. What would be aesthetically pleasing? As I am a lover of anything green, I am now onto Plan B. Two planters, connected by pipes will be placed below the drip (they don't make planters in the size wanted so I'll have to improvise). They'll catch the water and redirect the drip to a crack that will lead it straight into the grapefruit tree and away from the door. Brilliant (without implied sarcasm).
Mutter has been eating every day. The kittens now join her to stumble about on super cute wobbly legs. We also have a Plan B for the kitty family. If she doesn't come around, we are simply going to spay her and let her go. If no one wants the kittens, they are also going to be set free with Mutter after being spayed & neutered. I don't mind feral cats. I do mind breeding feral cats. If they run about sterile, who cares?
There is a window you can watch the daily feedings through. These are rancid pictures but she was not okay with the flash and I was driven.
Hello little kitten!
Making sure the coast is clear (but we know hunger will always prevail).
Eating dinner in a little box is fun, provided you don't know the truth of the matter.
Due to all of you being huge Jim and Tabitha fans. Well, huge Jim fans, but that's only because you haven't had enough time with Tabbie to truly enjoy her antics. Here are some of the latest pictures.
The James looks thrilled in this first picture doesn't he? He can never quite wrap his mind around being lured out in the heat with chicken jerky just to be tricked into sitting for some lame ass go nowhere photo shoot. Tabitha is thrilled no matter what. It's one of the things I like about her the most.
At least we're back in the AC. That's worth a hopeful look. Again, Tabitha is beside herself with glee.
Tabitha having a moment with a sparrow who has come to get a drink from the hummingbird feeder. They stayed like this long enough for me to get my camera and snap some great pictures. Tabitha wants a friend, the sparrow wants her to stop staring at him.
I'm going to go build my little save the floors planter. Once it's set up, it's going to be pretty and functional. Just like me.
That annoying drip coming from the front door. Mr. F went into the "attic" to see what the hell was going on. Looks like the first pan became clogged. Instead of doing it right by unclogging it and making the drain run free to the front part of the driveway, they put in a second pan and a second hole that releases the water right next to the front door.
See the little spout above the door? See the water on the ground? Brilliant.
Plan A was PVC piping. I don't want to look at a bunch of crap next to the door. What would be aesthetically pleasing? As I am a lover of anything green, I am now onto Plan B. Two planters, connected by pipes will be placed below the drip (they don't make planters in the size wanted so I'll have to improvise). They'll catch the water and redirect the drip to a crack that will lead it straight into the grapefruit tree and away from the door. Brilliant (without implied sarcasm).
Mutter has been eating every day. The kittens now join her to stumble about on super cute wobbly legs. We also have a Plan B for the kitty family. If she doesn't come around, we are simply going to spay her and let her go. If no one wants the kittens, they are also going to be set free with Mutter after being spayed & neutered. I don't mind feral cats. I do mind breeding feral cats. If they run about sterile, who cares?
There is a window you can watch the daily feedings through. These are rancid pictures but she was not okay with the flash and I was driven.
Hello little kitten!
Making sure the coast is clear (but we know hunger will always prevail).
Eating dinner in a little box is fun, provided you don't know the truth of the matter.
Due to all of you being huge Jim and Tabitha fans. Well, huge Jim fans, but that's only because you haven't had enough time with Tabbie to truly enjoy her antics. Here are some of the latest pictures.
The James looks thrilled in this first picture doesn't he? He can never quite wrap his mind around being lured out in the heat with chicken jerky just to be tricked into sitting for some lame ass go nowhere photo shoot. Tabitha is thrilled no matter what. It's one of the things I like about her the most.
At least we're back in the AC. That's worth a hopeful look. Again, Tabitha is beside herself with glee.
Tabitha having a moment with a sparrow who has come to get a drink from the hummingbird feeder. They stayed like this long enough for me to get my camera and snap some great pictures. Tabitha wants a friend, the sparrow wants her to stop staring at him.
I'm going to go build my little save the floors planter. Once it's set up, it's going to be pretty and functional. Just like me.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
The search continues...
Fuck CJ7's. I didn't even go look at it. After doing a bunch of research and calling all my mechanically savvy friends I bailed out. Seems AMC bought out Jeep and tried making a motor. That's right, the people who make the machine that removes your downed bowling pins tried their hand at engines. It didn't go well. Furthermore, if I install an AC unit, the engine will overheat. I'm in AZ. It's been over 100 degrees daily. No AC is not an option. So as much as I would just love to see a CJ sitting in my driveway, I would also like to drive it without worrying about it breaking down every single time I turn the key.
I am going to renew my search for a treadmill and let the Jeep idea stay on the backburner where it has been all along. CL here I come. Tabitha and Jim are going fucking NUTS. Sure, we take them out to run at night, but still, it's bloody hot. Also, don't tell Jim but he's ten and his joints simply are not what they used to be. When I take him out with the Tabster he runs like he's two again. It's impressive and then the next day it's kind of sad. He gets all sore and stiff. As in help me get into the truck sore. I do believe a nice long slow walk for him and then a tough hard run for her is in order. Once winter is here we'll go back to the alleys. As of right now, burning the pads off their feet is just to real for me to ignore. Summers are going to be my bitch season now. I miss the woods. I miss hiking for hours. I am the outdoors type and I once again didn't think before I jumped. Maybe that will be my new motto? Jump, think, look. I will last as long as I can on the promise from Mr. F that we will someday live in the woods again. Until then, technology will help ease my troubled mind. It will also save Tabitha from becoming the most annoying dog on the planet. Today isn't as bad as usual with the promise of monsoons and clouds blocking the sun. I might go check out a dog park near by. Then Lowes. Thank you Lowes for allowing me to drag my dogs around your store, I really appreciate it. Thank you to the woman who brought her overly aggressive Chow into Home Depot and let it maul someone. You did in fact ruin it for the rest of us. But then again, you own a Chow. It's expected.
I have a little project to take upon myself. Our AC lets the excess water loose next to the front door. This wouldn't be an issue but it's next to the house and that means all the water runs in front of the door, soaking the mat and creating a little tiny river. This equals wet feet entering the house any time we use the front door. That is often. Teaching J & T to wipe their feet didn't exactly work out. As cute as they are, I don't want to look at little muddy dog prints on the floor anymore. I am going to go to Lowes and get some PVC piping to attach to the drain and then direct the water so it goes across the walk way and into the ground by the grapefruit tree. Everyone wins.
I am going to renew my search for a treadmill and let the Jeep idea stay on the backburner where it has been all along. CL here I come. Tabitha and Jim are going fucking NUTS. Sure, we take them out to run at night, but still, it's bloody hot. Also, don't tell Jim but he's ten and his joints simply are not what they used to be. When I take him out with the Tabster he runs like he's two again. It's impressive and then the next day it's kind of sad. He gets all sore and stiff. As in help me get into the truck sore. I do believe a nice long slow walk for him and then a tough hard run for her is in order. Once winter is here we'll go back to the alleys. As of right now, burning the pads off their feet is just to real for me to ignore. Summers are going to be my bitch season now. I miss the woods. I miss hiking for hours. I am the outdoors type and I once again didn't think before I jumped. Maybe that will be my new motto? Jump, think, look. I will last as long as I can on the promise from Mr. F that we will someday live in the woods again. Until then, technology will help ease my troubled mind. It will also save Tabitha from becoming the most annoying dog on the planet. Today isn't as bad as usual with the promise of monsoons and clouds blocking the sun. I might go check out a dog park near by. Then Lowes. Thank you Lowes for allowing me to drag my dogs around your store, I really appreciate it. Thank you to the woman who brought her overly aggressive Chow into Home Depot and let it maul someone. You did in fact ruin it for the rest of us. But then again, you own a Chow. It's expected.
I have a little project to take upon myself. Our AC lets the excess water loose next to the front door. This wouldn't be an issue but it's next to the house and that means all the water runs in front of the door, soaking the mat and creating a little tiny river. This equals wet feet entering the house any time we use the front door. That is often. Teaching J & T to wipe their feet didn't exactly work out. As cute as they are, I don't want to look at little muddy dog prints on the floor anymore. I am going to go to Lowes and get some PVC piping to attach to the drain and then direct the water so it goes across the walk way and into the ground by the grapefruit tree. Everyone wins.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
I always get what I want, I just don't always know what I want
This year I have made the final birthday decision. See, every year everyone tells me how impossible I am to shop for and what do I want????? I never want anything. Trouble is that when I want something, I go get it. I also don't want the most interesting of things. When Mr. F asked me what I wanted for my birthday I gleefully shouted, "An irrigation drip system!!". That apparently wasn't the expected answer. It doesn't matter anyway you know. The begonias had to be brought in before the heat wiped them out. So I can wait for the water system. I want it to be solar powered anyway... Instead of racking my brains, this year I took a whole new approach. When I was told how hard I was to shop for I responded by telling them how not true that is and then told them to get me whatever they thought I should have. Surprise me. Man oh man, it was worth it! I don't normally get into material things, but the bounty bestowed on me this year is excellent enough to share. Here's a little list of some of the things I was presented with.
My mom got me pearls. It's my birthstone. Normally I think pearls are hideous but didn't she find this bracelet/earring set that are beefy enough to call cool? Yes she did. That's why she's my mom and not yours.
Mr. F's mom got me one of those flat floatie things for the pool. This is BAD ASS since I was lying out next to the pool on the cement. When I got to hot I would jump in and then I would have to dry off my hands to pick my book back up. Now I can just float around and sun and read all at the same time while staying coooool. Sick. Check it out. Mine is better, but you get the picture.
Solar powered garden decorations. There are six of them. Two dragonflies, two butterflies, and a pair of hummingbirds. They go from blue to green to red. I have three going up the front walk and three out back in the plants. Those are the types of things I wish for in Lowes but never actually buy because I can't justify it. Staring at them hopefully finally got me somewhere!
SHUT UP!!! A CUCKOO CLOCK!! I live for things like this. Every time it goes off I either stiffen with excitement or cheer. I wonder how long Mr. F can take this kind of stuff. It's almost been a year people. He's a rock.
A really neat hummingbird chime. I might cut the chimes off because even without them it's super to look at. It's not that I don't like chimes, I just don't like to hear them all the time and when I don't want to hear them, I really don't want to hear them. Like enough to get scissors.
Metal dog art. It looks nothing like this, but you get the idea. It looks a lot like Tabitha actually. Spot over the eye and everything. The tail is on a spring so it wags and the back leg is on a hinge. Hidden compartment metal dog art? I dare say!
Impossible to shop for my ass! All I have to do now is get some thank you cards. I dig on thank you cards. My favorite one to date was the one my dad sent me. It was classic. Nothing says loving like a thanks for not fucking up and making me ashamed card.
OMG. I almost forgot! Remember the Jeep post? Right. Well, I was going through every last Jeep ad on CL when I came across a 1982 CJ7. It's a beauty! Like this but grey with black rims. It's all redone and a very decent price. I am in love with CJ's. I can't stand it!! I'm looking at it tomorrow. I'll tell you how it goes. If all goes well, I'll be putting the Dodge up for sale tomorrow night. YAY!
My mom got me pearls. It's my birthstone. Normally I think pearls are hideous but didn't she find this bracelet/earring set that are beefy enough to call cool? Yes she did. That's why she's my mom and not yours.
Mr. F's mom got me one of those flat floatie things for the pool. This is BAD ASS since I was lying out next to the pool on the cement. When I got to hot I would jump in and then I would have to dry off my hands to pick my book back up. Now I can just float around and sun and read all at the same time while staying coooool. Sick. Check it out. Mine is better, but you get the picture.
Solar powered garden decorations. There are six of them. Two dragonflies, two butterflies, and a pair of hummingbirds. They go from blue to green to red. I have three going up the front walk and three out back in the plants. Those are the types of things I wish for in Lowes but never actually buy because I can't justify it. Staring at them hopefully finally got me somewhere!
SHUT UP!!! A CUCKOO CLOCK!! I live for things like this. Every time it goes off I either stiffen with excitement or cheer. I wonder how long Mr. F can take this kind of stuff. It's almost been a year people. He's a rock.
A really neat hummingbird chime. I might cut the chimes off because even without them it's super to look at. It's not that I don't like chimes, I just don't like to hear them all the time and when I don't want to hear them, I really don't want to hear them. Like enough to get scissors.
Metal dog art. It looks nothing like this, but you get the idea. It looks a lot like Tabitha actually. Spot over the eye and everything. The tail is on a spring so it wags and the back leg is on a hinge. Hidden compartment metal dog art? I dare say!
Impossible to shop for my ass! All I have to do now is get some thank you cards. I dig on thank you cards. My favorite one to date was the one my dad sent me. It was classic. Nothing says loving like a thanks for not fucking up and making me ashamed card.
OMG. I almost forgot! Remember the Jeep post? Right. Well, I was going through every last Jeep ad on CL when I came across a 1982 CJ7. It's a beauty! Like this but grey with black rims. It's all redone and a very decent price. I am in love with CJ's. I can't stand it!! I'm looking at it tomorrow. I'll tell you how it goes. If all goes well, I'll be putting the Dodge up for sale tomorrow night. YAY!
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