Sheba is also a golden retriever - they are prone to hip issues.
Ah. I've noticed that bigger dogs are far more prone to hip issues, earlier. My sister is a big Dobie fan, but has to put them down, usually at the age of around 12, because they can't walk anymore, and have to be carried everywhere. It's a shame.
We just moved, and our family room is in the basement which is finished with laminate. She could not get up by herself, anymore, because is was slick - so I went and bought a big rug to cover most of the family room floor. Then I had to convince her laying on the rug was better than the floor b/c she could get up by herself with the grip of the rug. She's got it now.
Awww, poor old girl! I love dogs, but they're so much work. You have to come home and walk them, you can't just take off for the weekend. I have a cat now. Sushi the Terrible Tonk.
However, the ease of having a cat is mitigated by the utter destruction of couches, etc.
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My ex-husbands sister (I knew her before I knew him) called me a little while ago. I haven't talked to her in a couple of years. She went off the deep end partying a few years ago and never quite got straight.
Anyway, they have 3 kids, 21, 17, & 14. When they divorced, he got 100% custody of the kids. She's been in jail a few times for failure to pay child support. He's a very dominant and controlling person, and has brainwashed the kids. They no longer speak to any of her side of the family. They were pretty much devoted to him and him alone.
Well, the past couple of days, he had called out of work with a stomach virus. Today, he did the same. His 17 year old son came home on his break to check on his dad and found him dead. The 14 year old was in the next room. They are ABSOLUTELY devastated. The 14 year old is in the hospital right now being sedated. The 17 year old will not speak and barely moves....
Y'all say a prayer for these kids, please... I don't know what is going to happen to them.
Oh, wow. That is terrible. Is the mom in jail now?
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Thanks guys. It looks like I'm going to have to be involved because they don't have a brain between any of them (the adults, not the kids). They've evidently never dealt with a family death and need my input on everything. I can't say no. Because of the kids...
Their mom is not in jail now. But she hasn't seen the youngest 2 since February and even longer for the oldest. They really have no one close to lean on. I'm just sick for them.
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Thanks guys. It looks like I'm going to have to be involved because they don't have a brain between any of them (the adults, not the kids). They've evidently never dealt with a family death and need my input on everything. I can't say no. Because of the kids...
Their mom is not in jail now. But she hasn't seen the youngest 2 since February and even longer for the oldest. They really have no one close to lean on. I'm just sick for them.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
ohfour, so sorry to hear that. I will send thoughts and prayers.
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ohfour, so sorry to hear that. I will send thoughts and prayers.
It's one of the worst books I ever read. Not because of the content, but because of the writing. I couldn't finish it. Every single page is exactly the same. "Oh chit! Oh f*ck! Channeling my inner goddess!"
Sheba is also a golden retriever - they are prone to hip issues.
Ah. I've noticed that bigger dogs are far more prone to hip issues, earlier. My sister is a big Dobie fan, but has to put them down, usually at the age of around 12, because they can't walk anymore, and have to be carried everywhere. It's a shame.
We just moved, and our family room is in the basement which is finished with laminate. She could not get up by herself, anymore, because is was slick - so I went and bought a big rug to cover most of the family room floor. Then I had to convince her laying on the rug was better than the floor b/c she could get up by herself with the grip of the rug. She's got it now.
Awww, poor old girl! I love dogs, but they're so much work. You have to come home and walk them, you can't just take off for the weekend. I have a cat now. Sushi the Terrible Tonk.
However, the ease of having a cat is mitigated by the utter destruction of couches, etc.
You need cat trees, scratching posts, probably an additional litter box, and some catnip. Also, please watch a few episodes of "My Cat from Hell' online or on Animal Planet. You can cure the couch destruction.
Cats need to chase and catch. A good cat guardian will have toys the cat can happily chase until the cat reaches exhaustion once in a while. Or maybe once a day.
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Well everyone, I survived. I kept my mouth shut, even though the bosses (3 of them) tried to provoke me. Even my union rep noticed it. She pulled me out of the room at one point and warned me that she thought they were doing it.
Big Boss showed his true colors as well. Union rep was meeting him for the first time and referred to him as a 'shark'.
I'll have to watch my back for a while. However, I stand by what I said originally (boss #1 doesn't do her job and it falls to me) even though it hurt her feelings and I could have said it in a nicer way. Nothing resolved, and my paid week off of work is over. Kind of sad about that part.
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Sheba is also a golden retriever - they are prone to hip issues.
Ah. I've noticed that bigger dogs are far more prone to hip issues, earlier. My sister is a big Dobie fan, but has to put them down, usually at the age of around 12, because they can't walk anymore, and have to be carried everywhere. It's a shame.
We just moved, and our family room is in the basement which is finished with laminate. She could not get up by herself, anymore, because is was slick - so I went and bought a big rug to cover most of the family room floor. Then I had to convince her laying on the rug was better than the floor b/c she could get up by herself with the grip of the rug. She's got it now.
Awww, poor old girl! I love dogs, but they're so much work. You have to come home and walk them, you can't just take off for the weekend. I have a cat now. Sushi the Terrible Tonk.
However, the ease of having a cat is mitigated by the utter destruction of couches, etc.
You need cat trees, scratching posts, probably an additional litter box, and some catnip. Also, please watch a few episodes of "My Cat from Hell' online or on Animal Planet. You can cure the couch destruction.
Cats need to chase and catch. A good cat guardian will have toys the cat can happily chase until the cat reaches exhaustion once in a while. Or maybe once a day.
Thanks.
He has two scratching posts he ignores . I've spent enough money to support a small third world nation on toys. Balls, feathery things, things on strings, things with fur, things you hide food in. He ignores those, too. He likes bits of string and wadded up tinfoil.....there must be several hundred under and behind furniture.
Catnip? Ignores it. He's an Oriental, and many of them aren't affected by catnip.
First he shredded the upholstery of the couch. Next, he pulled out all the stuffing. Now it's down to the bare wood. This is why I can't have nice things.
Oh, and he's good with the litter box. It's always clean and he always uses it, so that's not a problem.
'll have to check out My Cat from Hell online. Thanks again.
Well everyone, I survived. I kept my mouth shut, even though the bosses (3 of them) tried to provoke me. Even my union rep noticed it. She pulled me out of the room at one point and warned me that she thought they were doing it.
Big Boss showed his true colors as well. Union rep was meeting him for the first time and referred to him as a 'shark'.
I'll have to watch my back for a while. However, I stand by what I said originally (boss #1 doesn't do her job and it falls to me) even though it hurt her feelings and I could have said it in a nicer way. Nothing resolved, and my paid week off of work is over. Kind of sad about that part.
Just keep your head down and do your job. Glad you have a witness to the shinanigans.
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This is what my Sushi looks like. He's a shelter cat. I had to change his name. His original moniker was Michael Jackson. Does he LOOK like a Michael Jackson? He always sings off-key, though....can't hold a tune to save his life.
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Demonia. I forget but wish you the best (how does Czech remember what everyone posted)
I have almost no time anymore, but w/e's, to post. My job is busy, a very good busy so not complaining.
The shooting was awful and those situations will continue until we close the borders and vet who are here and their various backgrounds and crimes. Oh an how about allowing the military to arm themselves at all military facilities including reserve and recruiting stations. This would not have been as bad had those marines been allowed to be armed.
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Today is my Friday. I have made it my whole first week at the new office. So far, so good! It's been an easy week, as I get the feel for how things are run around here. I had heard some stories about the boss and him being an ass at times, but so far, he has been nothing but nice! As a bonus, the weather and river conditions are supposed to remain favorable this weekend, so we may finally get to go on our camping and float trip! I am pretty excited about that! Now if I could get this headache back down to a dull roar, I'd be golden!
Gosh, Demonia, I thought the headaches were under control for you. Hope this one passes quickly!
I also hope you get to enjoy a great weekend FINALLY!
Thanks, Czech! You are too sweet! My headaches disappeared briefly after the last series of injections, and pt. It came back as a constant dull pain that sometimes spike up as either sharp stabbing pains, or intense burning pains. I've learned to live with it, for the most part. Definitely not going to let them bring me down or wreck my plans, that's for sure!
How have you been?
Darn it! I had really hoped the injections would be a permanent help for you. You always have such a positive attitude!
Same ol', same ol'. You know what I mean. Otherwise, everything has been really good around here. We are looking forward to celebrating our 40th wedding anniversary in August. The kids are planning an open house for us. Life is really, really good.
I sure hope you get to enjoy a weekend of camping!
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Picked up DD frpm bball camp today. She won the Hot Shot competition and was overall MVP and first team all star. We stopped at Longhorn for a yummy steak dinner!
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!! I did it!! I pulled of Pinocchio! He's adorable. Give me a second and I'll post some pics in the break room.
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I picked up 50 Shades of Grey at the library this morning.
How bad IS it? LOL
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I liked the first one. I kinda liked the second one. The third one, I am struggling to finish. The longer the story goes, the more I just want to smack some sense into Ana. My friend gave me the new one that is written from Christian's perspective, I haven't started it yet.
They are no classics, but I did enjoy reading them for the most part.