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Pack mentality
May. 2nd, 2015 01:13 pmI'm sure none of you were ever so deranged as to willingly adopt more than one pet at a time! ;D We have three dogs, and sometimes it's a little overwhelming. If it's not the smell of the furniture, it's the need to play mediator to doggie politics. Or, as happened at 4:00 this morning, dealing with one of them hurling on the carpet. Twice.
I cleaned it to the best of my ability before the whole exercise gave me an upset stomach too, and I retired to the opposite end of the house to sleep a little more. When my husband got up, he got all concerned for me, all bundled up on a futon. I had a wastebasket near my head, just in case, and I had two of the three dogs plastered to my side, with the sick one near by. It's better to be miserable amidst your pack than miserable all alone. Every dog knows this. I didn't mind. They're my kids.
Anyway, he did a second cleaning and then performed some sort of arcane, smell-reducing trick on the carpets with baking soda and the vacuum cleaner. All is well again. I'm at the computer at last, and I'm even drinking coffee. The sick dog is under the table. I think she'll be okay. She just needs time to nap it off.
I saw this on Tumblr yesterday. It is literally the first cosplay costume I have ever coveted. Why have I never learned to sew clothing? Now I'm questioning all my life choices.
( It's the hoodie that makes it )
Speaking of Iron Man, we're hoping to see Age of Ultron this weekend. Have heard mixed reviews, so we've adjusted our expectations downward.
I cleaned it to the best of my ability before the whole exercise gave me an upset stomach too, and I retired to the opposite end of the house to sleep a little more. When my husband got up, he got all concerned for me, all bundled up on a futon. I had a wastebasket near my head, just in case, and I had two of the three dogs plastered to my side, with the sick one near by. It's better to be miserable amidst your pack than miserable all alone. Every dog knows this. I didn't mind. They're my kids.
Anyway, he did a second cleaning and then performed some sort of arcane, smell-reducing trick on the carpets with baking soda and the vacuum cleaner. All is well again. I'm at the computer at last, and I'm even drinking coffee. The sick dog is under the table. I think she'll be okay. She just needs time to nap it off.
I saw this on Tumblr yesterday. It is literally the first cosplay costume I have ever coveted. Why have I never learned to sew clothing? Now I'm questioning all my life choices.
( It's the hoodie that makes it )
Speaking of Iron Man, we're hoping to see Age of Ultron this weekend. Have heard mixed reviews, so we've adjusted our expectations downward.
