![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
House and TV guide (and other stuff)
Jun. 7th, 2005 12:23 pmI was shopping yesterday and glanced at the TV Guides. "TV's Sexiest Men!" it announced, with a picture of some generic prettyboy I didn't recognise. Giving a snort of disgust, I started to paw through them, thinking this has to be one of their multiple cover scams. Eureka! Hugh Laurie! That's more like it! And I had to flip past 'Sawyer' to get to him! Tee hee!
Of other news, I brought home a 18x24 cloth mat filled with capnip for the boys from MediaWest. As expected, Reg looked disapproving and marched away; Scooter ran away with his usual "you're trying to kill me! Arghhh!" But Brindle! Brindle fell in love. Baby bear says it's just right. And you know what's strange? Brindle, the cat who has anger and rejection issues, who can rip your face off in one swipe, who is a time bomb on the best of days...is a mellow drunk. He rolls around in peaceful bliss and takes long naps on his mat. And he is calmer during the rest of the day, too. Go figure.
Quick varmit update: Four baby skunks and one young possum, among the usual bunch. We hear coyotes on the hill behind our yard every night, a few nights ago, it was even an hour before dusk. Nevertheless, we are still getting raccoons, very wary raccoons, and usual one at a time. I can't tell if Cutiepie is still coming by. She could be; there's this one that looks me in the eye quite calmly, but he/she is standing on the water dish all the time. Cutiepie never used to do that, so I don't know. We'll just have to wait and see if little raccoons will be coming by. And the good news is that Brindle has been coming in each night.
Now, I get to go to the DMV and get photographed and finger printed and sit with all the others on the Group W bench. Yes, it's driver license renewal time. Can life get any better?
Of other news, I brought home a 18x24 cloth mat filled with capnip for the boys from MediaWest. As expected, Reg looked disapproving and marched away; Scooter ran away with his usual "you're trying to kill me! Arghhh!" But Brindle! Brindle fell in love. Baby bear says it's just right. And you know what's strange? Brindle, the cat who has anger and rejection issues, who can rip your face off in one swipe, who is a time bomb on the best of days...is a mellow drunk. He rolls around in peaceful bliss and takes long naps on his mat. And he is calmer during the rest of the day, too. Go figure.
Quick varmit update: Four baby skunks and one young possum, among the usual bunch. We hear coyotes on the hill behind our yard every night, a few nights ago, it was even an hour before dusk. Nevertheless, we are still getting raccoons, very wary raccoons, and usual one at a time. I can't tell if Cutiepie is still coming by. She could be; there's this one that looks me in the eye quite calmly, but he/she is standing on the water dish all the time. Cutiepie never used to do that, so I don't know. We'll just have to wait and see if little raccoons will be coming by. And the good news is that Brindle has been coming in each night.
Now, I get to go to the DMV and get photographed and finger printed and sit with all the others on the Group W bench. Yes, it's driver license renewal time. Can life get any better?
