In the billiards of language I was putting some English onto English. Ran the table. Still lost.
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- Thread starter JustGeorge
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When I say "who wants candy?", everyone lines up. When I say "who wants to help me give the cats her eye drops?" everyone disappears.
That's a great idea! You can have some candy.
Have you got a purse I can borrow?
Any heavy sack will do. It makes the cat feel secure, and it protects you from its claws while you administer the medicine. A small box will work, too; but if its too big the cat will pull its head back away from the medicine.
Another option is to stuff the cat down your shirt, but you may need help.
Stuff the cat down my shirt? That sounds like it would require medical intervention.
The rest is sound, though. I tried to wrap her in a towel, but she's slick and kept getting out.
Ares eventually helped.
Cats don't care if you are asleep or not.
Last night there were 4 cats sleeping around the house in various comfortable places. Along comes a quick thunder storm.
Luckily i was awake, just dozing, hubby was giving it plenty of zzzzds.
A flash of light and a tremendous bang almost instantaneously woke me completely. The sound of scrabbling cats rushing to get to the safety of mom and dad alerted me to prepare.
Four cats leaped onto the bed. Hubby woke with a yell as one landed on a delicate man area.
They all settled down to their new sleep spots with not a care who they were pushing out of bed
Last night there were 4 cats sleeping around the house in various comfortable places. Along comes a quick thunder storm.
Luckily i was awake, just dozing, hubby was giving it plenty of zzzzds.
A flash of light and a tremendous bang almost instantaneously woke me completely. The sound of scrabbling cats rushing to get to the safety of mom and dad alerted me to prepare.
Four cats leaped onto the bed. Hubby woke with a yell as one landed on a delicate man area.
They all settled down to their new sleep spots with not a care who they were pushing out of bed
Too weak, now that is sad, very sad. And worthy of a good complain
Wow.
He's actually most likely to help with the cats. He likes cats.
Now to the complaint. I have lymphedema leg bandaged. Ok. No big deal. But the first time it started itching and when I took it off there was nothing obvious. Yesterday it was bandaged again (two x per week) but last night THE PAIN/ITCH bugged bugged and again bugged me. When I took it off this morning as the PT said to do, there was nothing to be seen. WHY IS MY LEG ITCHING FOR NO REASON? ARGH
I knew you would understand.
For the only reason needed, because it can
And I have to tell you, it was your user title that helped inspire me and give me the courage to get out of this recliner, walk to the kitchen, turn on the burner, and wait.
Wait.
Yes, yes the waiting, that was the hard part.
But it's over now. It's over.
And my coffee is stronger now. Yes my coffee is stronger for this ordeal.
And so am I.
Waiting...
I'm waiting for Ares to stop waiting. His general anger over it not being 6:00 is making me agitated as well.
I can't speed time. I'm not a miracle worker. I'm just a mild mannered housewife with a strange sense of humor.
Not strange at all, you have exactly what a sense of humour should be.
And 6:00, what the hell are you doing awake at this time of the night?
Don't worry, its 11am. He's wanting 6:00pm so he can go trick or treating. Right now he'd settle for 1:00pm, because I gave him permission to take his trick or treat bucket into school(he does an hour of special ed in the building) and nag the teachers and staff for candy. I'll pass my problem on to them for a little while.
Its true that if I'm ever awake at 6am, something terrible has happened.
Ah ha, the americanism of 6:00 mislead me, i assumed 6am not 6pm. I was worried, but i am at peace now...
I hope Ares bags a good haul of goodies.
We are all ready for the knock knock, a big bowl of mixed treats. In France the children are quite polite and just pick one until i say "prendre une poignée" (take a handful). Their faces light up as they grab.