Two Days/Two Weeks

It took two days for Basil and Gizmo to fall in love with Stockton and welcome him into the Haven. It has taken two weeks for Fluffy to do the same. Not until this morning, was she willing to wrestle and play with him and seem like she was actually enjoying it.

Granted, there have been signs that this was coming. For a few days now he's taunted and teased her and pounced around her and she's tolerated him. Yesterday they were even semi-playing in a cute fashion. The only draw-back was that during their entire "play" she was growling and rumbling as if she were about to explode. (I wish I had that on video. It was actually quite funny. "Grrrr... *pounce, frolic* Grumble... Hiss... Spit *play*")

The whole experience has us wondering what her reaction will be when Granny Dog and Chloe go to rainbow bridge and a new puppy comes to stay. Hopefully that's a number of years away still and by then Fluffy will have matured a bit more. And maybe a dog is a whole different story than a kitten. OR, maybe she'll grab her suitcase, pack up her stuff, flip us the 'bird' and take off down the road. Never to be seen again. Judging from the look of things now, she'll likely pack Stockton in her suitcase and take him with her.



Ms.B

Rumblings in the Underground

The Program Director is leaving. Gone. Quit.

And in the process of finding his replacement we've discovered that he hand-picked his replacement and began telling people about it long before they finished the interview process. How sad for the other people who thought they had a chance. So interesting that it happens to be his girlfriend best friend in that office. The one who kisses his ass left and right. What a shocker!

I really hope she does a great job. I'm a little hesitant about the situation since she's the type of person who is always right. And if you don't agree with them, you are wrong.

I suppose, in the end, it will all work out great for me, really.

Either she'll be better than I am giving her credit for (Oh, please, oh please!)

or

she'll be exactly as I fear and finally give me the motivation I need to find a job closer to the Haven. Which would keep me from spending over an hour in the car each day.

....

You know, I really do enjoy my job. At times its stressful, many times its fun. But the drive is hell. I'm scared to try something new. After all, job security is kind of necessary with us having a home and life to maintain. But I'm so stressed lately. I might need a change. Hopefully its just a "phase" and by next week I'll love my job again.

Wax-a-rific

The gal hadn't missed a day of work since her hire date. She even came in the day of, and the day AFTER she had her wisdom teeth removed.

FREAK!

Talk about loyalty and dedication.

But she missed Thursday. Didn't come in, oh no, no.

She had to stay home.

Apparently she burned her finger...




while attempting to wax her eyebrows.


Ms.B

For the record...

My dogs do NOT do this:

Scratching my head

Months ago she told me that she HATED Harry Potter because the scene in the graveyard (Goblet of Fire, for the un-educated) was so scary it made her uncomfortable.

Two minutes ago she told me that last night she caught the televised version of Star Wars III and it brought back fond memories of seeing it in the theater at midnight on the day of its release. Said it made her heart go "Pitty pat".

In Goblet Harry gets his arm cut and there are scary men in cloaks. In SWIII two men in cloaks fight each other with large swords and one of them slices the other's legs off and watches him burst into flames.

... ?? !! ??

Makes no sense to me either.

*senses another marble rolling from the bag of sanity*

Ms.B

The Molestation of Basil

Having been rather sweet with the kittens for the past few days, I couldn't understand why Basil was so upset when I placed a sleepy Cutie Face into the cat tree's little "house" for a nap. Initially they snuggled up together and seemed just lovely. Adorable together, even. But I kept hearing periodic hissing and growls from Basil. He finally came flying out of the cat tree and wanted nothing to do with Cutie Face.

Then it dawned on me: Cutie face was tired and hungry.

Must have been the first time anyone has tried to suckle Basil's nipples.


Ms.B

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This one of my favorite pictures of Basil. He looks like he's been dipping into the Cat Nip a little too much.

Wishing for Friday

Normally my desire for Friday is due to a longing for weekend relaxation. Today the cause of it is a desire for Cutie Face to be off to her new home.

She's sweet.
She's adorable.
She's fluffy.
She's spunky.
...
She's a fifth cat.

I think, space wise, we could keep up with five cats in the long run. But I am strongly feeling that four is going to be perfect. Basil and Gizmo are "okay" with the kittens but Fluffy doesn't want to talk about it at ALL. She took her spay surgery better than she is taking the arrival of these two little kittens. She won't even come upstairs. Her whole day consists of hiding in the basement and shooting evil glares towards us when we call her name.

I will miss Cutie Face when she's gone. Her new family BETTER be good to her. But I really wish they could have picked her up sooner. Stockton is settling in beautifully. Half the time he plays he's on his own, self-entertaining anyway. I'm ready to create a REAL routine for him and move on with everyday zoo life at the Haven. Once Stockton is confident in his surroundings and starts being able to use the "big kid" litter boxes in the basement I think Fluffy will relax a little and enjoy having a new playmate. Two new kitties is just too much for her little brain to comprehend.

She's probably plotting my doom.

Technology... Ooooh!

THIS is so freaky cool. I want one! No clue what I'd do with it, but its awesome!

The SPOOF of it is just freakin' hilarious.

Some people have too much time on their hands.

Poor Oklahoma

So perhaps if I was from Oklahoma I'd not find these photos so damn funny.

But I'm from Utah. And they are freaking hilarious. Someone is a PhotoShop Genius!

Are you Aware?

Take this test!

It's good-time-fun.

*cheese*

While surfing around the net today I found an interesting site. Apparently being able to cover your body with tattoos isn't enough for the world... you can now also tattoo your TEETH!!

Just what everyone needs: A celebrity's face in your grin!

Although the idea is rather strange to me it made me ponder who's face I'd put on my tooth... were the desire to hit me. I bet they could put my dog on a tooth. Stylin'!


Ms.B

Chillin' with my Cat

Cutie Face is NOT a fan of the camera. Stockton doesn't care about it. Basil tried to rub himself all over it (you'll notice his black tail in the right, lower part of the screen at one point. And that is Chloe, the Wiener, barking in the background.

There is something about watching a kitten at play that just tugs on the ol' heart strings.

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Note to self: It's time to re-rope the legs on our cat tree. It's looking pretty scraggly. Thank goodness the cats use it though! Otherwise our furniture would be reduced to nothing but some shredded cloth and fire wood.