BronxWench

Congratulations again, and tell ALL the menfolk to behave and put things where you say, not just drop them in the closest open spot!

Des, LOL!  One of my Maine Coon mix brothers liked the back yard of my garden apartment. The other wouldn’t go out in winter, but the big guy would run out in snow, rain, whatever. Of course, he got stuck n a tree, went over the fence and yelled loudly for rescue, smacked the neighbor’s miniature pinscher, ate lightning bugs, and invented the game of Earthworm Tug-of-War, which could only be raged during barbeques, because nothing says summer fun like earthworm guts on the deck.
We won’t discuss the Tasmanian Devil runs through the apartment, or the accidental falls in the bathtub, or the arguments with the feral cats that crossed my yard. The little guy was particularly unhappy about other cats in his yard, and could swear like a sailor… or at least I think he was swearing… 

Des, LOL!  One of my Maine Coon mix brothers liked the back yard of my garden apartment. The other wouldn’t go out in winter, but the big guy would run out in snow, rain, whatever. Of course, he got stuck n a tree, went over the fence and yelled loudly for rescue, smacked the neighbor’s miniature pinscher, ate lightning bugs, and invented the game of Earthworm Tug-of-War, which could only be raged during barbeques, because nothing says summer fun like earthworm guts on the deck.
We won’t discuss the Tasmanian Devil runs through the apartment, or the accidental falls in the bathtub, or the arguments with the feral cats that crossed my yard. The little guy was particularly unhappy about other cats in his yard, and could swear like a sailor… or at least I think he was swearing… 

Our furry companions give us nothing but love, and ask for so little in return, really. We’re lucky to have them, even if never for as long as we would like. 

Thank you, Des. She’s my sweet furry baby, and I miss her being under my feet.

Our furry companions give us nothing but love, and ask for so little in return, really. We’re lucky to have them, even if never for as long as we would like. 

I hope she’s well soon.

I do understand.  The cat that passed liked to be under my feet too, still feels like that happened yesterday even though it’s been over three months going on four.

Hope she gets better, she’s family!

My parents will *still* search for boxes for something based on the room the item was in from a house that was moved out of 25 years ago!  So, yeah, I know how it goes.

But… @BronxWench that’s how a move is supposed to go, and sort it out “later”.  

Sounds great!

Neato! Many well wishes for your move! :3

Best of luck with the move, and that means we’ll almost be neighbours   

Sounds exciting (the move, not the going off-grid).  Is there some free wifi around so you can drop by?  (ie, Library, Starbucks, or the neighbors?)

Oh, gods, we have a huge park nearby and everyone goes there. It’s literally insane…
 

Obviously because you're planning your funeral and anticipate some less-than-happy relatives paying their respects. 

I love parks, but not that close by on certain holidays.

Oh, gods, we have a huge park nearby and everyone goes there. It’s literally insane…
 

I know they say you don’t feel pain, but she’s so anxious afterward. She’s started on the rescue meds, in addition to the usual cocktail of antiseizure meds, so let’s hope this nips it in the bud, before we have a full-blown episode that requires a trip to the hospital for her. The air conditioning’s going full blast, and we’ll just keep her cool and hydrated.
It’s not fair, though. It’s just not fair.

Thank you!
I’m going to have a lovely day of fantasy, I think. Political and otherwise… 

You shouldn’t need a bunker for shelter, she ought to be comfortable and alright in her own home.  It sounds otherwise, by folks who believe in July 4th being a 48 hour event, for both the day of, and because it’s July 4th *somewhere*, or those that decide “week of” is close enough, light them off, because nobody needs to sleep, right?  Sigh….

The vets where I live have been putting out a lot of dos and donts about dog cooling, and some people actually have to be told that when the fucking road is melting it’s a bad idea to walk a dog bare footed on it.
I hope she gets through it ok.

I know they say you don’t feel pain, but she’s so anxious afterward. She’s started on the rescue meds, in addition to the usual cocktail of antiseizure meds, so let’s hope this nips it in the bud, before we have a full-blown episode that requires a trip to the hospital for her. The air conditioning’s going full blast, and we’ll just keep her cool and hydrated.
It’s not fair, though. It’s just not fair.

Don’t worry, if it’s too cold, there’s a place near Antarctica called “Shag Island” (at 3C/37F), should be a good location … free plot bunny to anybody wanting it.