Forgetful & New Additions

Once again I forgot to upload the pictures I took this weekend.  Gah!  Clara and Carl are included in this forgetfulness.  I’ll try again tomorrow.

Clara and Carl will be leaving this weekend.  I have arranged to drop them off at the animal sanctuary in Mendon, MA.  I was trying for this weekend but Cherie never got back to me.  So I confirmed Saturday with her this morning.    I think Clara and Carl know something is up.  They won’t come near me since I captured them last week.  So it should be an interesting sight Friday night as I try to capture them again for transport on Saturday.  Wish me luck. 

It was so hot this weekend I coulda died.  Instead I went out and purchased 3 more fans.  So now my house is a frikken wind tunnel.  It made a small difference…very small…but at least the hot air is blowing around instead of sitting stagnent.  Meh, I frikken hate the summer.  HATE IT!!  I’d much rather have 365 days of 30* temps.  Really.  But if truth be told I’d really rather have 365 days of 70* temperatures with no humidity.

I did not get drunk all by myself Friday night.  I’m such a loser.  I felt all weird about it and a little scared.  I did however get stoned out of my gourd.  I also finally managed to catch my OD friend Michelle online to play a couple games of Literati.  Much fun was had.

I’ve decided to wait and get drunk this weekend for the 4th activities.  Yeah.  Fireworks in my city are on the 3rd and we’re having a big house cookout.  Wanna come?  I plan on drinking the following:  Raspberry Lemonade Fizzies.  What?  How do you make those?  well, you get frozen lemonade concentrate…mix it with Raspberry Stoli, a little seltzer and add some frozen raspberries for color and zing.  Yes, drunk fireworks watching sounds like a lovely way to spend the holiday.

Meet Haiku and his sister Hannah. 

These are my newest foster dogs.  I picked them up Saturday night and these pictures were taken right before I left with them from Connecticut.  These little guys had a long transport trip.  I’m pretty sure I won’t have these two little monkeys for very long since we already have inquires for them.  They are from a mill in Kansas.  Too cute.  They are very playful and don’t seem damaged at all.  Tonight they go for shots and checkups and appt’s for spaying and neutering.  Keep your fingers crossed everything is okay because I really don’t have the room, time or energy to care for 6 dogs for very long.  Miko is beside himself pissed off at the new additions.  Even Kismet isn’t too happy about them taking my attention away from him.  Gizmo just growls a little at them and takes off.  For now they are being kept separate from the others while I am not in the house.  GAH!!  6 dogs.

The fun at Animal World never ends you know.  We have a client at work who is going to be doing some time for his crime.  He called me last week and asked me if I could find a home for his beloved 13-year-old cat.  He was actually in tears over this.  He has had no success on his own and he knows that a 13-year-old cat in a shelter has about as much chance of getting adopted as I do.

Soooo…you guessed it.  I offered to take his cat if worse came to worse and we can’t find a home for him.  He came in this morning with a giant framed picture of his cat Jasmine and all her vet papers.  She’s a gorgeous money cat.  He wants to find someone to care for her until he gets out.  He might be in jail for a year or more.  I told him, "Okay, okay, I will take your cat for you."  Gah!  Brian’s gonna fucking kill me when he sees this.  He’s already pissed about me fostering Haiku and Hannah. 

Oh lord…the SUCKER written across my forehead is clearly visible this month.