Thursday, March 16, 2006
  Cats suck.

lizard with peach and seafoam, originally uploaded by photo707.

This morning, Balu found a 1/4-eaten lizard on the kitchen floor. He went to pick it up to toss it outside and realized it was still alive. When he recounted the story to me, I asked him where he tossed the lizard so I could find it to make sure it had since died. I went and found it and, sure enough, it was still alive. It was the most horrible thing, poor little guy. Just laying there, his hindquarters gone.. Ugh. I said we had to kill it, to put it out of its misery. Lucky for me, Balu did the dirty work. I doubt I could've smashed it; I would've had to put him in the freezer and he would've had to wait until he went to "sleep."

I think the cats are getting collars with bells now. I don't know if it will help the lizards out, but hopefully. And Balu is probably going to start locking them out, both because he doesn't want to have to tend to dead things and also because the raccoon is likely to come back. I don't mind it, to be honest, but people are different about those things. I hate the cats' hunting instinct, but I can't very well keep them inside all the time. They'd be miserable.

At least I'm balancing out our karma; I found a lizard in the stairwell yesterday at work. No one hardly uses it, so he would've died for sure if I hadn't decided to take the stairs. He was all dehydrated - his skin was stiff. So before I let him go, I dripped some water into his mouth from a hibiscus flower. (Is that not just the cutest thing?) He bit onto it, in attack mode, and then seemed to go, "Oh!" and swallowed the water. Cute little guy.

Oh yeah, cats also suck because Fluffy has not yet shown his precious little face around my place. I'm checking the shelters routinely, to make sure he's not wound up there, but I know that most likely someone else has discovered him to be the Best Cat Ever. To prevent this not-knowing torture in the future, though, I'm getting my two kitties microchipped over the next month. I don't foresee either of them disappearing or being adopted by a kindly neighbor, seeing as neither carries Best Cat Ever status, but just in case..

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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

Location: Fort Lauderdale, Florida, United States


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Making a difference

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.

An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"

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