Post by tacosforlife on Oct 8, 2015 9:41:42 GMT -5
Velociraptor has suddenly decided he needs to sleep on my pillow again. Not the pillow that I put in between H and me for him to sleep on. MY pillow. So I rolled to the middle of the bed to sleep on Velociraptor's pillow, and now H is annoyed with me for invading his space.
I took my big dog to the vet yesterday because I found two lumps on him over the past few days. Given his age, how they feel and his otherwise completely healthy self, the vet is confident that they're just old-dog fat lumps. I'm going to keep an eye on them and if they grow or change or start to affect his mobility (one is very close to a leg joint), we'll biopsy and consider removing them, but for now, we're maintaining the status quo. I'm relieved. I know he's so old now that things like this are going to crop up more often, and eventually it's going to be his time, but not right now. He's my best buddy and I just want him to go on and on.
He HATES the vet, too. He shakes like a leaf the entire time, this 90-pound monster of a dog.
litebright, I hope your dog's lumps don't bother him!
On the topic of dogs/animals, I came up with a business idea the other night inspired by the taxidermied dog on Scrubs. I bet a lot of people would pay good money for a stuffed animal (just regular toy fabric/stuffing, not actually taxidermy) made to resemble their pets, based off of a photo the owner sends in.
Then I thought surely someone out there has thought of this already. Lo and behold, I was right.
Goddamnit. I hate being a know it all, but OMFG PEOPLE NEED TO LISTEN TO ME!
Coworker got a second puppy from the breeder who is breeding mixed dogs. This one had parvo. ::throws up hands:: I give up. I tried to tell her that the story of the first puppy dying of a bug bite was fishy, but nooooooo... I tried telling her any breeder of those dogs is shady, but nooooooo....
I'm afraid I didn't react very sympathetically when she was telling me. She said that they're going to small claims court to recoup vet costs. I told her, "Well good luck, but you're not going to win." It's really fucking hard to get your money back from breeders like that. Especially since she signed a contract.
I called the city planning department this morning and filed a complaint. It turns out that the neighbor a few houses up wasn't remodeling his house to add more space for his family; rather he was completely remodeling to essentially turn it into dorm-rooms for college kids. There's a small kitchen and dining room, 8 bathrooms, and 13 bedrooms. The small kitchen and dining area are probably why the huge party they threw on Saturday night, often spilled out into the street. Always a good feeling to be woken several times during the night to find groups of young people drinking in front of your house.
I feel like visiting the students who are renting another nearby house, and thanking them for not being assholes.
Post by laurenpetro on Oct 8, 2015 12:26:21 GMT -5
oh a whim i sent a friend request to a guy i was friends with years and years ago. we stopped speaking at some point but i don't know why. i'm not saying i didn't do anything (because if i'm honest with myself i probably said something stupid but don't remember it) but i honest to god don't know what i did. we were really good friends and it ended but i didn't push it. this was not less than 15 years ago.
well, i sent him a friend request and he just accepted. now i'm nervous and i don't know why.
I called the city planning department this morning and filed a complaint. It turns out that the neighbor a few houses up wasn't remodeling his house to add more space for his family; rather he was completely remodeling to essentially turn it into dorm-rooms for college kids. There's a small kitchen and dining room, 8 bathrooms, and 13 bedrooms. The small kitchen and dining area are probably why the huge party they threw on Saturday night, often spilled out into the street. Always a good feeling to be woken several times during the night to find groups of young people drinking in front of your house.
I feel like visiting the students who are renting another nearby house, and thanking them for not being assholes.
I hate your coworker pixy. It's one thing to purchase a dog from a backyard breeder the first time because you don't know any better. But a second time? Asshole.
I feel like visiting the students who are renting another nearby house, and thanking them for not being assholes.
That's actually not a terrible idea. Best way to make college kids do whatever you want: feed them. I'd take a plate of break-and-bake cookies with a note. They'll love you forever.
I called the city planning department this morning and filed a complaint. It turns out that the neighbor a few houses up wasn't remodeling his house to add more space for his family; rather he was completely remodeling to essentially turn it into dorm-rooms for college kids. There's a small kitchen and dining room, 8 bathrooms, and 13 bedrooms. The small kitchen and dining area are probably why the huge party they threw on Saturday night, often spilled out into the street. Always a good feeling to be woken several times during the night to find groups of young people drinking in front of your house.
I feel like visiting the students who are renting another nearby house, and thanking them for not being assholes.
is that even legal?
Pretty sure it's not. However, I live in San Francisco, and the building department (as well as all other aspects of local government) are pretty corrupt.
After our trip to Europe we decided to have European style beds. As in, a twin sized comforter for each of us. Heaven! They're so much smarter in so many ways.
This morning, due to yet another scheduling snafu, we had no instructor. The poor guy scheduled for today didn't know it, yet last week he showed up even though we were on leave. He sent us a text saying he was about 10 minutes late, but he had to respond we were in Austria, and it would take a bit longer.
I was pretty happy about today's cancellation. I hadn't gone in yet, but H was already there. I ain't mad. This gave me precious time alone.
I feel like visiting the students who are renting another nearby house, and thanking them for not being assholes.
That's actually not a terrible idea. Best way to make college kids do whatever you want: feed them. I'd take a plate of break-and-bake cookies with a note. They'll love you forever.