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yes, a shovel
November 25, 2009
Well, I met W&T�s newest family member on Sunday, and have to say that she�s a real sweetie. Not perfect, but for a semi-rescue Chihuahua, she�s okay. Very affectionate, to the point where she seems like she�s been starved for contact. She has been scrappy and aggressive with their other Chu, though; W said they�ve fought at least 3 times in the three days they'ed had her. She�s not underfed, but she�s been eating crappy-quality dog food, she�s not spayed, and she�s never even been to the vet, which means no shots, no heartworm meds�and, naturally--no license, since she hasn�t had her rabies vaccine.
Honestly�it�s hard to believe that there are still reasonable intelligent and well-educated people in this town that find that situation acceptable. They don�t consider it neglect at all to have a two-year-old dog, in a house with a baby, in an urban environment, with no vaccinations, ID, license, heartworm protection, adequate nutrition, training, or affection. They think that as long as they feed the creature something labeled dog food, let it out to go potty, and don�t actually beat it, they are �good� pet owners.
Makes me want to whack �em with a shovel.
Now, on to the more cheerful stuff. Operation �Appreciate Your Wife� seems to be going nicely. My high-maintenance, neurotic, OCD sister-in-law went immediately nuts with the Clorox wipes. Spouse said she started in the airport, continued on the plane, and was no sooner checked into the hotel than she started compulsively wiping down every surface in the room with Clorox. (This isn�t just H1N1 concern, she�s always been a mysophobe) Spouse also had to contend with her Diet Coke addiction in a Pepsi town, her shopping fixation, her sore feet, the allergic rash she developed (probably Clorox irritation!), and all the other fun stuff she�s famous for.
I figure four days of her is good for at least six months of him appreciating the hell out of his indulgent, low-maintenance, common-sense wife. Doesn�t hurt to refresh their perspective every once in a while.
They�ll be home tonight, and Spouse has promised sweet surprises for me. Plus, he's hinted that there is something sparkly coming! Ooooh, I do dearly love the sparkly.
Also--I bitch a lot about my employers, and I'm still kind of pissed about the turkey thing, but A) They did donate to MY food pantry, and B) They let us out of there two hours early today! WITH PAY!
So I guess I'll have to forgive 'em.
And finally, something to be TRULY thankful for this Thanksgiving--my street is open!
Reading:
�Ruth Fielding At Snow Camp, Or Lost In The Backwoods� By "Alice B. Emerson", Copyright 1913 (Ruth Fielding #3) Ruth is considered by many to be the forerunner of all girl detectives, but the mysteries in these (these early ones, at least) are minimal, take a backseat to characters and relationships, and get solved in a hasty and matter-of-fact manner at the conclusion. An embryonic mystery for an embryonic girl detective, I guess.
Surfing: bnet�s hilariously deadpan business blogging on Sterling Cooper.
Listening: Cranberries, Coldplay, Gary Neuman, Tonio K
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