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ladies and gents...and everyone stuck inbetween...i introduce to you.....*drumroll* MY PETZ!
here's the lo-down!!
1) Ms. Cotton: My Dad's cat. She's 4 and she's a calico manx (this means she was born without a tail because of her breed...from the Isle of Mann, Ireland). She is soft and loves to roll on her back and chase mice.
2) Inspector Gadget: My kitty, the old man of the house. He is 10 and he is a domestic shorthaired silver tiger. Yes, he has a tail. He used to weigh a lot more, but lost weight when we got a puppy a few years back. He loves to be elusive and the lounge in the sunbeams...oh, and KFC chicken.
3)Butters Stotch (aka Buddy): Shawna's cat. He's 3 and a white and gray splotched manx. He is technically manx, but was born with half of a tail. His hobbies are drooling, purring and sleeping. He's the biggest of the cats and the most cuddly of the males.
4)Prince Legolas Greenleaf (aka Lego, Legs, Leggy, Lardass): My mom's dog...he was supposed to be mine. He is a 5 year old beagle and poodle mix. His hobbies are going fishing with mom and dad, begging for table scraps, and playing cat shepherd.
5)Emmett: The only of my 2 male mice that will hold still for a picture. He's about 5 months old, son of Algernon (R.I.P) and Rupert (she's the mommmy...named for Rupert Grint before I knew she was a lady mouse). He's the biggest of the mice and likes to eat and snuggle with his brother Edward.
6)Isabella: Emmett's sister and littermate. She lives in the cage with her shy little sister, Alice and mother, Rupert. She's my favorite, and the only brown mouse in our home.
7)Peregrin Took (aka Pippin, PP, Pippers): Mom's cat. He's 3, a white and orange tabby manx. He has no tail at all and is crippled in his back legs (from birth). He hops like a rabbit. Pippin can say "no" and "Mom" (most cats can, lol). His hobbies are lounging/falling off of the back of our couch and meowing loudly and most annoying in the middle of the night.
8)Rupert Grint (aka Poopert, Mama Mousie): Mother of Emmett, Edward, Alice and Isabella. She was my 21st birthday gift from Shawna. Her hobbies are pooping whenever she's being held and sleeping.
9)Ronald Weasley (aka La Wheeze, Weezy, Weasel): He's the baby of the boy cats, only 1 1/2 years old. He is a white and orange tabby...half manx on his mother's side. His hobbies are being annoying, meowing to go out, meowing to come in, and exploring.
10)Pantz (aka Motor Pantz, Fuzzy Pantz, Baby Kitty): She's only 9 weeks old, the youngest of our pets and the by far, the most ornery. Pantz's hobbies are being hyper, playing with anything (even stationery objects), cuddling, short naps and being rotten.
hopefully i can post more pics at a later time, but that's all for now!
kage jonas
as of 1-1-08!
On an other note, I have a question...
Does anyone know a humane way to repel mice?
We have a nice mice family who are driving our
2 cats and basset/dalmation NUTTS!
~ B
Well our plans changed up. DeLaney threw a straight up PMSING fit over not seeing a certain film and Coltin was throwing a temper tantrum about not being able to hit the arcade AFTER the movie. So we went to the mall theater.
After those lil fits, we were good to go! I dropped off the food I usually have left over from cooking when Randy isn't home to Father Mike, filled the van up, grabbed some cash and we got to the Mall in time to get tickets and go grab something to eat.
We hit the arcade where Coltin managed to get himself 80 tickets to cash in before the movie and we walked into a VERY packed movie theater just in time to grab the last few seats for Alvin and The Chipmunks. Coltin had already seen it with his Dad but was okay with seeing it again. After the movie we hit the arcade again so DeLaney could finish spending her last tokens and cash in her tickets. I cashed in mine too:P:D You KNOW I had to get $5 bucks to play the games also didn't ya!:P
After the last stop at the arcade, the kdis and I wondered down to Barnes & Nobles. I really didn't need anymore books, I have such a HUGE pile of to read books anyway. But I look at it this way at times, my to GET list is even larger!:D But I was a good girl, we walked out with 3 calanders. One for each kid and another one for me. DeLaney was "nice" enough to point out I already had a new Celtic Blessings calander what was I going to do with the new Celtic Mandala calender. I promptly told her you can NEVER have too many calenders in the house and I could put it in my computer room. She shut up then! I swear she is like her Daddy more and more every day with her logical thinking! I guess if she is the spitting image of her Daddy it is okay for her to think like him. As long as she doesn't get to logical and to prissy she and I will get a long just fine as she gets older. But her PMSing is going to get put to a stop FAST! I dont' give a rats ass she hasn't started her cycle, she has the acne already (yes my baby girl has started gettin facial acne!), and the tude. She was told point blank today after her lil fit, that there is only ONE BITCH in the family and that is ME! I also picked up the book Little Women.
My one and only New Year's Resoluation this year is for every 3 normal books (not counting smutt books-I can read an entire weeks publishing of those with out blinking in a day if you let me!) I read; I will read a "classical" book and then a "modern" book. My sister, pointed out my libary collection of books is more along the line of a History, Anthropology, Religious, Philosphy College level collection NOT to mention soft core porn collection of the certain smutt book series I keep! So if I want my kids to read other things, I have to show them Mommy can too. Randy is NOT happy for every "Classical" and "Modern" Fiction or Non-Fiction book I have to read he has to do the same thing and then we swap if we choose different books! He is saying he doesn't have time. He is findign out that when he is home I can find him the time!:D I can also find him time when he is on the road! Read one or two chapters before you eat. He eats then he sleeps, so he has to read before he eats!
After Barnes & Nobles and wenching a lil bit to the store manager about our store's crappy assortment of Address Books, we wondered down to Hallmark so I could pick up a new address book. I got one. I am not happy with it but at least Randy can figure it out if he needs to use it and I picked up extra inserts. When you have a LARGE family with the majority of them being either R's, N's, and L's you run out of space easily! I also wenched a bit to that store manager about their crappy assortment of address books also. She at least explained that the majority of them went bye bye the day after Christ Mas. Barnes & Noble's only comment was we have a HUGE selection of Journal type books!
So we loaded up and started heading down the interstate to cross the river and go home. And for some odd reason I said nope right at the first exit to So. Sioux! I took it! Coltin asked if we were going to stop and see Granny and I said nope that is tomorrow. We went right by her nursing home and I pulled up right in front of the Pet /Grooming/Boarding Place! Where DeLaney promptly reminded me of her father yet again!
"MOM! Your NOT allowed to go to any pet store or animal auction with out Daddy, because you have a bad habit of bringing home more animals! Daddy said so!"
I ignored her and said if I walk out with something your Father will get over it!
They had an adorable puppy selection and I was VERY tempted to get the one and only Male Sheltie they had left. But I didn't. See I am not a real big dog fan. I love them but they are sooooooooooooooo much more needier then cats. And if you leave for a weekend or a week you either A have to take them with you or B find someone to take care of them or C board them. Plus I dont' really like small dogs. They are so much more in need of care then bigger dogs. I looked at the kitties they had. They had two adorable fluffy orange tabby kittens about 6-7 months in age. Of course DeLaney wnated one of those. Coltin honed in on the 3 identical short haired orange tabby kittens about teh same age as our twin black kitties. I said NO MORE CATS! We have a female that will give us a litter or two don't worry about getting anymore cats. Their fish selection was pretty crappy but they get cleaned out for the holidays since they are on of two pet stores in the tri state area that carry exotic fish. Of course atticsmouse would have went for the rodent selection for her snakes:P:D She can have them. They carry a lot of feeder mice. I guess a lot of folks in the area have snakes:P Fromt here I wondered back to the front of the store where the birds where at. DeLaney wanted me to get finches. I hate those lil things. Plus they drive my cats batty. Not going to get anymore finches. Parkettes I have two. Don't want NO MORE!
Then I honed in on the Cocketiels and Doves! They had FANCY cocketeils! Guess what we have in the house including a new bird cage! I got myself a Fancy cockteil! Yay me! They were hand raised but like most pet stores even a smaller one they don't get to handle the birds like they should. And our new addition to the family is really scared at the moment. I made them clip his wings for me. Usually I dont' clip my cockteil's wings but that is how I lost the first two! One escaped from his cage while hanging outside and the other one escaped out the door thanks to DeLaney and Coltin's lil friends in TX! So he was pretty pist when I got him home and pretty scared. I took him out of his home cage, had his wings clipped, and put him in a brand new cage. Then I introduced him to the dinning room on top of the sewing table before I clean a spot off for him in the computer room! Shadow and Socks the two older cats could have cared less. Pisser, Brothers, and Grimm were extatic! Another cage to climb on and bounce off of! Sin Kitty is outside hoing around again so I can't wait to see his reactoin to another bird in the house. Spud the dog is a jealous creature and is barking at the bird periodically! Tweek and Tweeter the parakeets are happy over another bird in the hosue! They are twittering a storm up and trying to get otu the side of their cage to go visit the new baby!
And yes, before atticsmouse can ask me, I told Randy. My reasoning for buyin another animal is: He is getting 150-250 dollar boots in January for work, plus I am paying a good chunk of our defeered payments on HIS truck off with his bonus in January so HIS truck is paid off on time this year! My bird and cage is a LOT less expensive then his boots could ever be!:P:D His comment was:
"So, do you have a place in the barn ready for me to sleep since you keep bringing in more animals?"
Smart ass man I tell you!
I cooked dinner, worked on laundry ( I swear I am always working on laundry!), and the kids and I sat down and played dominoes. They are in bed and I am rambling on and on and on again:D:P:D
I was going to call it pinky and the brain, but you had to see these two mice in the goat barn this morning while I was milking.
I don't think Slinky (the smart and brave one) knew anything about people. I was sitting on the stool, milking Nanny, and watching as this adult mouse was snacking on little round goat pellets (yes, the pre-digested sort) and hopping around in the goat bedding. He was quite determined to explore, and though Nanny's restless hoofs made noises that sent him scurrying back to the corner, still he did not hide. He stood in the corner and watched for a minute and then came out to run around and find more delicacies a la goat-digestion-by-products.
Then I saw Bairn (no, it's not a typo, because this was a tiny little mouse, probably just a couple of months old - a baby, a child mouse). Bairn kept hiding and peeking, occasionally jumping out to see if there were any treats near her corner. But she stood and shook with the cold, and never could get up the boldness to stroll out and dive into the smorgasbord. It was clear that she was a normal mouse, and would wait until any threat had passed before she joined the feast.
Even when I finished milking, and began cleaning out the stall, Slinky stood in the corner watching. It was when I started tossing fresh straw in the bed area that he leaped and hopped out of the way and headed toward Bairn's corner.
I finished putting down the bedding, finished my barn chores, and left. I'm quite sure that Slinky and the Bairn were out and about less than a minute after I was gone.
Now all I need to replace is my refrigerator and microwave.
I bought a washer online last night from Best Buy. I was focused on saving money so this might not have been my choice if cash were more plentiful. I got it for under 300 including tax by opting to not pay 60 bux delivery. Finding a truck was a trip but I did find a small mini van. I waited forever and my ride showed up with a few minutes to spare.
After waiting a few minutes more than we needed to for them to bring out the washer, I was awarded with a 15 dollar gift card. Yay! They were really polite there right down to the fella who squeezed it into the mini van.
The adrenaline was just rushing inside me. I told the driver of the mini van “You help me get this on the step here and I’ll consider it inside the house. I’ll take it from there no problem so you can be on your way.” They said “You sure?” I’m like ,”Oh yeah, I’ll bear hug this bad boy and carry it to the utility room” So they helped me flip it on the step and off they went.
I "walked it" is what I did, but once past the carpeting, was able to push it to where I needed it. I got it all hooked up and ready, when I discovered hot is cold and cold is hot. Silly me, I thought blue was cold and red was hot. No problem. I also found a 10% off coupon in the paperwork. :-) So I’m all pumped up and ready to tackle clothes once in for all. Hell, when clearing a path for my washer’s entrance earlier, I cleaned like I was on steroids. So I am definitely in Macho-woman-take on-the-world-mode.
So I’m gathering clothes and see a little pile of old stuff that may need to be thrown out or given away. I look and there are like scrunciis misplaced and little pieces of paper etc. Hmm. Must have been a mouse or something I’m thinking. So with all the power of a crazed Amazon Warrior Princess, I swoop my hand down grabing some old sweat shorts that I’m considering ditching, and I hear waaaaaah waaaaah waaaaaaah.
Then they fall and hit the floor. I totally demolished and little nursery of rats or mice or something. They are so not the mice that I trap for some reason. They are just little crying babies and I’m responsible. I feel like a big giant bitch. Who am I? God? They didn’t even have fur yet- not even worth hunting and trapping. So I count 7, thinking how I really hope I’m not washing any in my new washer. I almost cried. I felt like Bush himself. It was a horrible feeling. There they were in their own little quiet "safe" world, and my big hand comes down from their sky and pulls the nest out from under them, and the roof off the top. I swear they were screaming.
I covered them back up for the time being. I’m not thinking of keeping them—but until I find Mama, I can’t really put them outside in a mouse house. I’ll put some cheez -its there for now and hopefully Mama will return. I hope Mama doesn’t turn out to be a huge rat with fangs. I would have felt better if the cat had just ate them as opposed to what I did. They seem to have survived me though. I had no idea that they rolled around like that and played with each other. They act like little kittens.
My pics didn’t come out that good but you can see their little eyes, tails, and mouths. I’ve seen freeze dried pinkys before for snakes but these guys are a little bigger and to hear them —they are way louder than any full grown mouse I’ve ever heard. Sometimes when I’m involved in something, I become Macho Woman or something. My laundry fury caused me to almost take out a nursery.
I was not expecting to see this, but I am glad it wasn't a nursery of snakes lol. Around me, anything is possible. My next post will focus more on all the butterflies In my Garden--it will just have to .............
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