Now that I'm not feeding my kitties PLUS the five+ outdoor cats.. more like seven considering the neighbor cats would come out for an extra bite.. well, now I can afford more than the $10, 20-lb. bag of Purina Indoor Formula.
From what I read, all processed cat food is pretty bad stuff; if you want your cat to really be healthy, you have to make your cat's food yourself out of things you buy at the butcher's. However, my vegetarian ass is not going to do that for the cats.
So - any suggestions on cat food? I priced the stuff at Pet Supermarket and even the *good* brand aren't all that bad - $25 for 20 lbs. or so. I can afford that, if it's better for the cats.
my friend mike took this picture of a gerenuk. they are the coolest animals.. seriously, like deer from another planet. google image search it!
Alas, real life is not the movies. Unless you look like Meg Ryan, I'm guessing. So anyway, I would appreciate it if you start writing love stories the way I'm used to them - the guy has a belly and refuses to help around the house. Oh, and he usually cheats. Or, at the very least, ogles. And/or spends Saturdays watching NASCAR. OR, if he's smart and he's beautiful, then he has to break the girl's heart in a million little ways. Or a couple of big ways; you're a writer, you can be creative. But these things need to be portrayed realistically. That way, me and all the other single girls of the world won't be sighing for two days after we watch one of your damn movies just because we don't have that special man that doesn't exist in our lives.
Alli & I went to the 10th Life Sanctuary yesterday. I saw this guy, who looks much like my Fluffy.. he was in the FIV wing. Look at that tail!
Anyway, the cats all seemed happy & healthy. Well, minus the ones inside- my kitties had to be quarantined for a few weeks before they could be put in the pens. You can imagine how happy they are in cages. I got to say hi to everyone and have them glare at me.. I tried to pet Catherine and she hissed at me. I feel so horrible for her right now and wish I could tell her she gets out of the cage in a mere two weeks! Alas, cats don't understand.
I brought the cat sweater (with bells!) that my mom got me for my birthday last year. I figured that would be the only place I could get away with wearing it. I got cold in the car so wore it home.. Alli & I stopped off at Azteca, right by Ed's where he and I used to go eat. I turned around as we were getting ready to leave and.. WHO DO I SEE? Actually, it took me a minute. "That looks like Ed, but he doesn't have a beard. But those shoes.. that arm.. that HAS to be him." I snuck up behind him and popped my head in his face. Ha ha ha! So that was neat, running into him.. and wearing my old cat lady sweater, nonetheless!
Of course, seeing him and being happy to see him always makes me feel bad later - why on earth did someone that I like and liked me back.. Well, let's just say that it makes me feel very bad.
Anyway, they say the holidays bring depression, so I guess I should brace myself for the next month or so.
Thanksgiving evening, the cat lady came over to see if I had some "cat sand" for the kitten someone brought to her door that night. Apparently her neighbors were grilling out when a very hungry little kitten came over to beg for some food. They brought it to the cat lady, and she brought it to me. Her Assistant Cat Lady.
I had a migraine, so it was a good excuse to get me out of bed. We took a shower and the little kitten was super well behaved, even while I cleaned his little ears out and picked all the fleas off him.
Afterwards, I ran with the towel-dried little guy to my bed and set him on my stomach under the down comforter. He went from shivering to sleeping and content in roughly 30 seconds.
Ahh, what a great little cat! He slept with me all the while I slept.. as soon as I woke up, it was running back and forth on my pillow / attacking the cat toys around the house / attacking my hair / et cetera. The cutest was on Friday night. Alli fell asleep on the couch with the little guy right behind her. When I went to bed, I moved the cat lest she roll over on him during the night. I shut the TV off and turned around and somehow the kitten had scooted back over so he was again touching Alli. And they say cats don't like people!
Maury from 10th Life picked him up from me on Saturday so that a rescue group from Orlando will find him a home. :)
oh, blessed four-day weekend! i plan on getting lots of sleep and sun and fresh air and, if the lord loves me, there will be a law & order marathon on tomorrow.
i'm thinking of moving into this little tiny apartment.. like a guest cottage in this dude's very private, fenced-in backyard. for those not in south florida, that's a pretty common thing. that way i get the benefits of a place alone and a yard without all the cost associated with that normally.. working things out with my landlord at this point but i can't imagine i'll stay in my current place past the new year. way too much ugliness has taken place there and i can only avoid the crazy neighbor for so long..
it will be hard to go to a smaller place but, really, i don't have much. and in the meantime, i can scout a future roommate for sharing a BIG HOUSE and SAVE MONEY. costa rica ain't free, after all.
so that's the plan for now. that and law & order. or csi. i ain't picky. :)
brrrr. it's 65 out now. no, 65 isn't bad in and of itself, but unfortunately in florida, many apartments don't have heat. (you know, because heat would only be appealing one week of the year or so.) so last night was interesting.. i fell asleep on the couch and woke up with mini on my lap, fluffy curled up next to me, and kitten sleeping on the end of the couch. i always feel so popular when the cats are cold. :)
for some reason, i think my allergies are worse when it's cold. i ended up not being able to breathe last night and had to sleep sitting up, after 10 or so desperate primatine shots. i think that's really bad for you, but in the middle of the night when you can't breathe, you don't really reason that out.
today is wednesday but it's like friday and that makes me quite happy. i really don't have any plans for the coming weekend, aside from saturday sailing. i am guessing some bike rides to take advantage of this beautiful, crisp weather - outside, with the sun shining, you couldn't ask for anything better. well, maybe five degrees. ;)
i had tentatively decided on a dive for tonight.. i am mannying out on it, on account of the weather. ugh - can you imagine being WET outside when it's in the 50s? ugh ugh ugh ugh.
hmmm.. only 5 hours to go...
Today, while sitting in horrible, horrible traffic when going to pick Jimmy up from the clinic (I took him in to get fixed for the cat lady.. he's now wobbling around my bedroom and very hopefully not peeing on anything), I remembered picking a handful of dandelions for my mom.
I remember bringing them to her and her dismissing them as weeds.
I hope I'm never such a grown-up that I can't appreciate a handful of wilting dandelions from a child. Or ever such a grown-up that dandelions cease from being cheerful and pretty just because they happen to be weeds.
I suppose there's a reason I haven't talked to my mom in a couple of months now..
Friday was a fabulous time, too. They even played some Juan Luis Guerra, so I agreed to dance. Mostly, I just caused mischief with Paul. At the time, it seemed VERY funny. Like the sugar-cane thing. We found as much sugar cane as we could to put in Alex's basket. Yes. At the time, it was so funny that I wasn't able to speak from the laughing.. Ahh, rum. Good times. :)
Maury, the cat guy, had these in his van when he came to collect my cats.. They were painfully cute. Painfully.
This is me in costume Saturday night.
Link to the set: http://flickr.com/photos/jisou/sets/1414724/
I didn't get so many pictures as my battery died halfway through the night.. Matt luckily got some before we left for the bar.
It was a really good time, but oh my am I ever suffering. I need to accept that I cannot go out both nights of the weekend and remain functioning.
The cats are at the sanctuary. Phew.
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The acerbic pair, best known for mocking pop culture icons, will need extra large business cards because they named their new banner Trunity, a Mediar company, a division of True Mediar, a Unity Corpbopoly."
The guy who took this donated $50 to the cat cause via Flickr. I added him as a contact. Then this beautiful picture came up. So I'm sharing.
ever get a craving for music you never normally listen to?
i had a selena-fest for about a week this month..
now i wanna listen to nothing but reo speedwagon & journey.
embracing my inner big-sister, i guess.
i guess i'll have to download some.
so anyway, yeah, the sanctuary is taking the cats for free.
i am not taking on some huge responsibility that i can't handle. i am instead trying to do a good thing for people that are doing good.
i am trying to reward their kindness by raising the money for them that they would have normally charged.
i have had nothing but good responses from my friends and even strangers about this.. don't contribute if you don't want to; that's fine. but i would like to think that people are willing to throw a few dollars towards a good cause.
if i may ask from y'all, drop the attitude about all this. what's done is done; all i can do now is try to make things good for the boys and catherine. this week has been rank, i am now up in the air about my current living situation thanks to difficult landlord and psycho neighbor. and there are a bunch of other things that suck that i'm not going into.. so negative thoughts are not what i need, okay? thanks.
i went and sat in the parking lot with them last night and rubbed bellies and, agh, i'm sad to see them go. but they'll be safer and happier there. i really feel bad, though, because catherine really trusts me. she doesn't even let the cat lady touch her and i can pick her up! i hope she takes to someone at the sanctuary like she has me.
sailing tomorrow. thank gosh - i need it!
if you can't tell, i'm a little annoyed by the implication that any of this is my fault. if being kind to stray, homeless, hungry animals is a bad thing in your eyes, i don't think we have anything more to talk about. somebody needs to care. had the cat lady not started to feed them a couple of years ago, they'd either be someone else's problem or dead. hardly seems that either of those options are something we should consider acceptable.
And oh my gosh, she was SO HAPPY to see me. Oh, I guess I hadn't said here before - the landlord caught her last night. I went looking for her this morning and couldn't find her. I asked him about her. Yeah, he had her, he said. But he wasn't giving her back until I had signed an agreement that I would pay $25 per cat per month. I said, dude, this is illegal. He said, ok, $25 for "both." I said fine, I'll do that at work today. He said, Nope, you don't get your cat back until I have it. I stormed off SO MAD. Got to work, called the attorney I know.. Long story short, I got my cat back.
So Kitten was so happy to see me she was doing the happy paws thing.
I have to mentioned that she has done this three times EVER - the first time was when I first found her as a kitten. Second time was after she had to do Katrina UNDER THE HOUSE since she wouldn't come out for me. I picked her up in the grass the next day and she went crazy, purring and happy paws. The third time: today.
So, turns out, she really does love me. :)
The two Fluffers. Look how big Mini got!
I'm very sad to see Mini go.. she's supposed to be heading off to Atlanta before Thanksgiving.. Just as she's turned into a good cat! She slept on me this morning. :) On the other hand, I'm glad Byron won't be getting a bum cat.
And at least I still have Fluffy. :)
This girl alerted me on Flickr that she knows a cat that looks a lot like Fluffers. I wonder if he has a squirrel tail too.
Caption: "Lets go mom! After his beach swim he came back to my friend's car and jumped in the trunk. Did I mention he usually rides on the back of an SUV."
I totally want to go to Costa Rica to see sloths and dive next year.. Look at how tiny they are! And perfect! They look bigger in pictures, don't they? That may be a baby, but they're tiny compared to how they look..
If Alli can't go with me, I need to find someone else who won't ruin the experience for me. You know, someone who will shut up while I do my thing. Take them to the Everglades for a few test runs or something. Or go alone, I suppose.
Exciting idea, though - imagine, me going on vacation! To somewhere other than Wisconsin!
What my hometown looked like a month ago today! Well, this is by Liberty Pole, but close enough. :)
someone dressed as the dude from reno 911! with the tiny shorts!
you have to understand, i think that man's little shorts are the funniest thing EVER. so funny!
i hate some of these pics. i look at them and am like, "omg! big!" not like i'm having some fat freak-out.. just.. omg! big girl! i mean, i'm all freaking norwegian from the fjords and all that, so what can you expect? but still. so big! aggh.. why do i have to live in mini latinaland? i need to start hanging out with basketball players so i can beam and feel like a tiny little princess. :)
Get drunk girls in front of a fan and forget about it! Diva mugging time!
If I gave you this web address the other night, to see the other pics, all you have to do is click on this one. Then email me to let me know you got here! ji_sou AT yahoo DOT com :)
Friday night was FUN! Alli, Paul, and I went out in Hollywood. We stayed out 'til 3! I'm so proud, especially considering we're home and reading Star magazines by 1 usually. :)
And the night ended in karaoke, which I only do if I'm well saturated..
Saturday was a sailing day, but unfortunately we had a last-minute SoBe emergency to attend to and showed up to the marina 20 minutes late. The guy that was filling in for Squid had already left and was refusing to come back. So me, Alli, Paul, and Matt of Boston stood around like, "Okay, what now?" Sailing had been our plan for the day. So we went to the beach and I dozed as Matt & Alli made fun of people. Then we had a pizza & a movie night.
Sunday was lots of sleep and Bond movies. I felt bad; I really didn't make it outside until dinnertime and the day had been GORGEOUS. I guess that's what happens when you get old and you try to stay up past 3.
Ha ha, it says uff da! I find it funny that I STILL say uff da, even 5 years out of Wisconsin. I also say "y'all" more than I should, and the only reason I can think that I would do that is that I read too much about Britney Spears. At least I stopped saying the Canadian "eh" and "pardon" ! Anyway, I was so happy to see uff-da representin' on Flickr.
I absolutely LOVE Harvey & Jeffy. Their person is the same lady who documented all the baby bluebirds in the springtime. Such a sweet lady and a heartwarming story.. Thank goodness for people like her.
This is me & Shannon on the New Year's before I moved here. That's the night we found the bottle of brandy (sorry Shannon) and drank it all night even though it was disgusting because, you know, it was also free.
I posted a couple others. Byron should be amused with the ones where he's wearing my jean skirt (and argyle socks!). The rest of you should be amused by the pictures of me. :p