I think the thing with batting at the dish is so they can see where the surface is. Put some rocks in the bottom, they don't seem to do it as much. Least, that was the case with MK and Devi. As MK's eyesight got worse, he got really bad about judging where the surface was and would whack the shit out of the dish.
Liese, there's actually a med that works to help the bladder control for dogs. Let me see if I can find what it is. Wow, that was easy. Here's a link: [link]
Speaking of weird, Loki's shut himself in the cabinet again and is banging the door for fun.
I'm stressing as all shit about my vacation time situation. It's not like I can change the total hours. I might start working extra hours and comping the time. I dunno if that would be frowned on or not. Some people work 4/10s but that's scheduled, not banking hours.
Argh. There's a transit strike on here and my coworker who was supposed to give me a ride to work tomorrow wasn't at work today. I've emailed her through work email and sent her a message on Facebook, but I am worried that she won't get either message. I don't have her phone number and she's not listed.
I'm pretty sure Wednesday is just playing when she bats water around. She'll coming running from wherever she is to follow me around when I'm watering plants because that means streams of water for her to bat at. Little freak cat.
That sounds awful, Brenda.
Oh, thank you, sarameg. Duly bookmarked. It's very minor right now, if at all. I mean, it's little enough where we go, maybe it's just snowmelt coming in on his paws, or drool? He had one actual accident (on our freshly laundered bedsheets, natch) but that was a miscommunication issue for us, we each thought the other had let him out. So I think for now it's watch and see. But that's good to know for the future.
Just cleaned the kitchen in preparation for the cable guy. That makes sense, right? He totally cares whether the sink is scrubbed out.
Also, I'm a little high on 409 fumes now.
Brenda, that sounds terrible.
Is this a friend you made at that job?
Oh, ugh, Brenda. That sounds horrid.
Yes, but we've been working together 5 years now. And she lives around the corner.
Same person from before meara. I thought things had turned around bit may have just been backed into a corner with new developments.
Oy, brenda, I thought that seemed a little familiar. I'm sort it's going that way.
