Posts made by jibberthehut

@bobotron Never easy. Big hugs.

@surreality She's terrible. So terrible. It's adorable. She climbs the screen on the back door then can't figure out how the hell to get back down. God forbid you don't get her wet stuff for her at 6pm, she is in your face. IN YOUR FACE. Our Calico abhors her, the dilute ginger/white just kinda looks at her, will give a lick and then he kicks her out of the tree so he can sniff out her leftovers. She lets the kids lug her around without complaint (and they put her down if she does) and she has tamed any and every dog who has come in the house.

@Auspice I missed having a black cat. We had one many many years ago. She's honestly been a hoot. She likes to go in the car even. Silly cat. Though she was outdoors when down south, so you have to be careful leaving the house because she will hands down bolt (jesus she's fast) and then sit so proud that she got outside. It's been nice having a kitten in the house, and hopefully she bonds with the kid now that he's home. Because the dilute didn't bond with him and he has lamented that the last two years.

We brought home a kitten 4 weeks ago (Long story short, father in law's girlfriend MIGHT be a little... derpy and thought 2 year old female cats can't get pregnant WTF) and it's been awesome and the toddlers love her. Her name is Ceri, though I want to call her sigourney because she pops out from under couches, jumps on you from her big giant cat tree, and on top of high things and just gets you. But I was denied. Damnit. Even her tail is like the aliens.

Anyways. We picked up our son from his grandfather's and found a home for the two other kittens that were in that litter. We wondered if Ceri would recognize them. So we put them on the cat tree while waiting for the new owner to come.

Sniff, sniff "BROTHERS!" and back to playing with them like she hadn't been separated for four weeks. Gnaw, chew, smack, bat. They all started rumbling and tumbling for the hour it took for their owners to come. I'm glad they're up here and close by. Now we get to sit them and they can all party together.

@misadventure I will make note. As does my dog and cat

@misadventure I'll be able to afford chicken wire and stuff next year and make an enclosure when I add more garden beds. I have the winter to 3d print stuff too. Make it deer, and raccoon proof. And toad friendly (There was a giant toad). At least I have the cucumbers (too prickly to eat) and the tomatoes by my AC (too noisy it seems).

@sunny Yeah. At least now it makes a littel more sense why some of the green but big ones were taken and why ones further under and in the big tangle weren't taken. I can be mad still but can't be -as- mad. The little fuckers live in the sewer just across the street. They pop up or we see them rolling their fat butts and squeezing in. I bet they play in my pool.

OH GOD I BET THEY DO.....

@sunny Had that camping. I had a second tent to hold stuff like our boat and oars and pots and llifejackets etc etc. They were unzipping it, going in, getting stuff and coming out. One waddled out with my dish sponge. I got out of my tent and held up my boot and a flashlight and he was like easily the size of a llike a really really fat maine coon, and he was snarling over a -sponge-. Eventually he dropped it and stomped off. Or they unzipped the tent, got in, but knocked over pots. And the sides of the tent (2 person not big) showed them running into the walls and then squeezing out of the opening in the zipper and bolting.

Apparently our whole street got hit. Across the street, other neighbours. And it wasn't human.

New york has ninja turtles in their sewer. We have ninja raccoons at 4 am in our sewers. So my neighbour said. She was up early for work and saw the whole lot of them going to town on her own garden and scared them off. they dropped some of their stolen goods.

Four legged assholes.

@ganymede

Some fucking asshole stole my tomato's. I had like 5 tomatos just turning, they would be pickable today. Today. I saw them last night and was getting all giddy.

I go out today to gather today's cucumbers for pickling (they grow so damned fast those chicago picklers) and then was swinging by the side of the house and front to get my tomato's, visions of a nice buttery piece of toast and a thick as heck slice of Jubilee.

Gone. All of them.

Not a hint of animal, these have been carefully pulled from the fucking vine.

I could cry. half of these I grew from seed, others I bought because the seed never survived. I have battled deer and other wildlife. I'd ALMOST think it's wildlife, but the full green ones aren't picked and animals aren't brave enough to go right up to my front door.

So enjoy my tomatoes you assholes. Because next year that shit is getting caged and locked up and fuck you.

@haven

@insomnia me too!

@insomnia So does the one who occupies our garage door space but there's a treaty. It gets a third of the doorway, no more, no less. It takes up more, it's in violation of the treaty and forfeits it's web.

It rebuilds a day later, and within it's confines.

It can find a new batch o'cherries.

@insomnia Broom to the cherries? Will dislodge the spider and keep it from attacking you and in turn, cherries!

@insomnia Oh jesus. I beg to not be put on them. Inevitably, once a year I get throw on them because I touched something I REALLY should not have (Or my husband thought a new dish detergent/clothing detergent was warranted and HOLY SHIT MY HANDS BLOW UP).

I sequester myself in the basement, my husband brings me down food, I have a TV and a fire TV and I hide. Because I unhinge my jaw and swallow people whole because they looked at me (I'm seriously not kidding), I'm starving all the damned time but I want nothing in the house. Or in the store. I pace and pace and pace, then cry, then rage, and then apologize for raging, can't sleep. At all. Maybe three hours? Shaking. So much shaking and twitching and it's

I react VERY badly. But if it hits the point that my doctor goes "No choice, you need to" I go on it and we prepare the bunker, so to speak. They are a freaking miracle. But at the same time, dear jesus there has to be another way to make my immune system stop declaring nuclear war. There -has- to be.

Bunny on crack is what my husband calls me.

@auspice Awww! and WTF, why would... no one check? I get frantic if my mortgage doesn't move from my account the next day and start logging into make sure I paid it. I had a Landlady who was bad at cashing the check within the week (one time she left for a month and didn't tell and just didn't cash the check and didn't answer emails WTF).

You probably saved him a great deal of hassel and playing phone tag. Good on you! You earned that detailing!

@auspice You should watch this. This movie popped into my mind reading your post. I sympathize But if it doesn't belong to a resident or a visitor tag, why haven't they towed it, clearly then, it's not supposed to be there...

@ganymede I'll just add it to the potato salad. In copious quantities. i like it dilly.

I said dill seed.

I repeatedly said do not get me dill weed, i need dill seed for pickles. Hur hur hur.

What did my spouse come home with? 15 bucks of dill weed and one dill seed "they had just one and I thought you would be fine with the weed"

Now to return this all and hunt dill seed. I should have checked when he came home last night. I can't use dried dill weed to make his pickles and peppers. Jeeeeesus.

@auspice You know, I have a client who crates her cat at night. It's not an uncommon thing :stares at her kitten: I might try this.