Pig and farm report
my power is still on we weren’t able to put Wolfie in her kitty carrier no she said fuck that she said then she snarled and hissed a lot and disappeared under my son’s bed my vet is booked up so I made an appointment to take her to another vet in town tomorrow I’m going to try and snag her in a pillow case in other news I tried to walk out on the dock this morning but didn’t get far my phone thinks I walked up three flights of stairs I found the tree limb that I heard snap the other day I will go after it with my Barbie chainsaw once this crazy wind dies down
I’m pretty sure all those soft white boys in red maga hats waving their guns driving around with American flags and t*rump stickers plastered all over their trucks are going to be first in line to sign up for t*rump’s nasty little war aren’t you?
posted by Radish King at 1:22 PM
6 Comments:
Maybe, maybe Wolf just has a cold and will be better tomorrow but if not, you will get her. I am sure. You are such a good catmother.
The sea has a giant underneath it. The giant is not happy.
That giant is not happy. All three of the cats have been sneezing do they not wash their hands after using public toilets%? One can only train them so far.
Your post just conjured that Sinead song, Black Boys on Mopeds. Hello, island woman. Also, Bob, meek, sweet, darling, muchly missed Bob, used to fight me fiercely when I had to put him in the carrier. I made sure he never heard me zip open the carrier, always kept the carrier in a separate room, shut all the doors except the room the carrier was in when it was time to put the dude in, and then I'd catch him when he was sleeping or otherwise unsuspecting, sweep him in my arms, and shove the dude into that carrier after the door to said room was firmly shut behind me. It was a struggle though. He was slippery and elusive. I'd forgotten that struggle until you mentioned Wolfie. Good luck in your cat carrier endeavors. I know how real that struggle is.
Relieved it was not something too serious with Wolfie. That last paragraph. I wish everyone could read it.
Dear Ms Dodge Halllloooooo! Across the plains into your ear. And yet another adventure ensues at the House Of Animals today. Yikes. XO
Dear R me too. I think they are waking up to it though. Animal health is always something you prepare for going in and I miss my darling bassoonist veterinarian so awful much. Winter’s claws. XXOO
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