Milenka says:
We are still stuck with our strays from November, thanks to a Michigan (US, really) recession that includes rescue groups. We have a gorgeous and friendly long-hair boy that we call EvilPants. Our 2.5 year old twin daughters call him Pants. He is so freaking friendly that I could die for him, but he wants to play with every single cat he sees. It’s a bother, to be honest, even if my husband hadn’t essentially lost his job months ago. I have posted Pants and the other stray (known simply as Girl Cat because I told myself in early November 2008 that I wouldn’t bond and would place them quickly) at least a dozen times on craigslist, buyandsell, etc. No one even asks about them, and I cannot find a no-kill with room for them. I don’t suppose you have any Michigan readers who have room? We have a total of 11 cats, of which at least 4-6 need homes because we cannot afford to feed them and keep up with their vet care. I would rather not feed myself than send them to be euthanized, and so here were are, in a bad situation since January. So, yes, I am not ashamed to beg. Michigan Bitchypoo readers…please let me know if you have room for a cat or two! They are all sweet and wonderful, and I would be happy to supply all of the info I have as well as records and photos!
And Kristina said:
Milenka –
I am not sure of what part of MI you are from but there are a few excellent no kills in NW Ohio. I formerly volunteered for one (fostering dogs, I am allergic to cats). Maybe you have tried this already, but here is a suggestion. When contacting a shelter in your area and they say they have no room, have you offered to be the foster to the strays that you have? It doesn’t take much to register as a foster, especially if you already have the animals. I have seen this done with dogs quite frequently. The finder would sign up as foster and then bring the dog to adoption events to try to find a home for the animal. They could at least register the cats and list them to try to find them homes, which would be a load off of you. Also, the shelter (at least the 2 I am familiar with) will provide vet care and provide you with food and supplies to take the financial drain off of you. If you are close to NW Ohio or want me to help you check around for other shelters, let me know.
So if anyone in the Michigan area would like to help out, let me know and I’ll forward your email to Milenka!
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I made it to Wal-Mart before the hordes descended yesterday morning – in fact, it was pretty dead for Wal-Mart, and I got a parking space right up front. The fact that it was raining could have had something to do with it, I suppose. I got everything on my list, along with a very uncomfortable pair of sneakers, which will be going back the next time I venture that way.
I didn’t do anything noteworthy during the day, except go out and check on the turkeys, who are still babies (Fred said the other day that they probably should be in a brooder, they’re still so young, but they’re pretty happy being able to go outside. AND they’ve already learned that when they see me coming, there’s a better than average chance I’ll toss them some food. They are very fond of tomatoes.) and I was concerned that maybe they don’t know how to get out of the rain. They were huddled under the rain shelter, and I tried putting them back into the coop so they could stay dry, but they were having none of that. So I left them alone, and by the end of the day they seemed none the worse for wear.
I made a casserole for dinner last night – we got our first full-sized eggplant (Fred planted a bunch of Japanese eggplant plants this year, and I do not care for the Japanese eggplants, not because I am anti-Asian, but because the damn things are long and thin and you need 45 of them to get a decent amount of eggplant to do anything with), so I sliced it and oven-fried it. Then I browned some sausage and onion, drained and rinsed the fat off that, mixed it with Ragu, diced zucchini, and chopped cherry tomatoes. I put a layer of oven-fried eggplant, a layer of Ragu/ sausage mix, a second layer of eggplant, a second layer of Ragu/ sausage mix, and then topped it with cheese and slapped it back in the oven ’til the cheese melted. I’ve gotta say – it was pretty damn fine. Especially with a side of oven-roasted yellow squash.
I have sprouted six zits in the last 24 hours, just because. I don’t even think it’s a hormonal thing, I think it’s just a my-goddamn-skin sort of thing. The tube of Neutrogena whatever-the-fuck it is that I picked up at Wal-Mart, that SWEARS it’ll “contain” breakouts in 8 hours is doing nothing for me. Anyone out there have a foolproof way of getting rid of zits superquick? This shit’s for the birds. I AM FORTY-ONE. I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO BE WALKING AROUND LIKE AN OILY TEENAGER.
I am getting low on the anti-aging crap I use on my face, and I came thisclose to buying the Burt’s Bee’s anti-aging regimen, and then I added it up and that shit is FUCKING EXPENSIVE and I’ve used the expensive shit before and I will tell you that I have never ever noticed any difference between that and the Oil of Olay I’ve used in the past. I think maybe I should just slather my face in olive oil and call it good enough.
I bet THAT would really help the zit situation, wouldn’t it?
Last night, Fred colored my hair for me. I didn’t think it necessarily needed it – the gray was starting to show, but only a little – but I got my hair trimmed last week, and I’m trying to not let it go for too long between coloring. This time around I decided to go with L’Oreal Medium Chestnut Brown – fuck if I know what I went with last time. I think it might be a bit reddish, but not too much.
Think I’ll go stare in the mirror at my hair and my 300 zits and make faces at myself.
This little finch adores the finch sock right outside the side door. He drives Sugarbutt NUTS, and at least once a day Sugarbutt tries his very best to catch the finch, launching himself at the door. He hasn’t gotten the finch yet – but there’s always time.
Another week, it’ll be time to get out the hummingbird feeders. I hope the mild weather doesn’t mean they’ll show up later this year. I love those damn hummingbirds, and I can’t wait to subject y’all to tons of pictures of the cute little bastards.
It’s a Newt! In a box! A Newt crammed in a box – what more could you possibly ask for?
Previously
2008: Grrrr.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
2004: I really REALLY want a monkeypod tree for my back yard.
2003: Bonus entry, just for you!
2002: Sit on it.
2001: Packing, packing, packing.
2000: No entry.