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Post by Laura on Dec 4, 2003 23:30:16 GMT -5
Do you realize this part has been open for 21 minutes, and we already have 27 replies? (Or that's what it was when I started writing this post.) Talky tonight, aren't we?
Okay. I am definitely going now. See you all tomorrow!
('Night, Nan!)
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Post by Nan-S'cubie Mascot on Dec 4, 2003 23:30:57 GMT -5
The ads don't know from snow, either. Still trade show ads. You'd think they could pick up on SNOW as a topic of discussion. They are flippersmackin' ijuts!
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Post by karalee on Dec 4, 2003 23:32:08 GMT -5
Which episode was that? Must have missed it. Sounds fun to watch. Was he nude at the time? Drunk? That would have been even better. Where's Lee with her laugh song, 'cuz that's damn funny ;D ;D ;D
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Post by Nickim on Dec 4, 2003 23:32:56 GMT -5
Every cat I've ever owned outsmarted me with "clever" pill approaches. Force is the only way. Of course, the first time I de-wormed Spike (soon after getting him home, so he was maybe 8 weeks old), he screamed like I was trying to kill him, and Alice (the 8-year-old female) attacked me. For real. She gouged holes in me through my jeans, including one that took three weeks to heal. It was the only time, ever, I've had no option other than to hit a cat. I realized I was bleeding about 10 minutes after it was over, 'cause the adrenaline was running really high. (I didn't hit her very hard, BTW. Since she's not used to being smacked, it got her attention and stopped her behavior, which the usual firm "NO!", did not.) The Siamese, Larla, would go completely insane if she heard stray cats outside, especially tomcats fighting. She attacked my mom and scratched her pretty bad a couple of times. She did the same thing to me one night while I was sleeping. She scratched me on the head deep enough that I had a knot for months. We decided to have her put to sleep after that incident. I didn't want to, but I also didn't want anyone else to be hurt. A friend of ours who use to stay with her when we'd leave town for a week or so said that she had started hissing at her all the time when she was here. The cat we have now, Dulce, was declawed when we adopted her. I would never have a cat declawed, but it is kind of nice to know that she'll never attack anyone with her claws. Dulce would probably sleep the entire trip to Colorado, she's just much more calm than Larla ever was.
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Post by Rob on Dec 4, 2003 23:34:49 GMT -5
Rachael, in no way did I "turn down" your proposal of marriage. I simply...er....tabled the issue. There have been many proposals to sift through since I've been here. Unless I move to rural Utah, it would be irresponsible for me to be rash about it all. I'll say one thing, though: there's nothing sexier than a scientist. They'll try anything at least once. Rob, desperately trying to get back among the "in" crowd by putting a little sig-line at the end of his post.
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Post by Rachael on Dec 4, 2003 23:35:16 GMT -5
Crush the pill to powder and mix it into however much cream or 1/2 & 1/2 or whatever other substance you know your cat totaly digs and can/will devour in one go no matter how pillified it is. Worked for me and my Boris, anyway. S Might work if I dissolved it into the water I drain off a can of tuna.
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Post by Nickim on Dec 4, 2003 23:37:07 GMT -5
Spike actually does the whole fetch thing. Brings a ball, or his stuffed slug (a Pacific Northwest toy; trust me, it's more cute than gross) and drops it on my feet. I throw it, he retrieves it and brings it all the way back and drops it again. It's amazing, because before this, the closest I've gotten was a cat who'd bring it half way back and then look at me as if to say, "well? I did my part." Is Spike part Bengal? They look like miniature Tigers, love to fetch and like water. I think Dulce is part Bengal, she loves to watch the water run into the tub and spray out of the shower. She also likes watching me take a bath.
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Post by Rachael on Dec 4, 2003 23:38:33 GMT -5
Rachael, in no way did I "turn down" your proposal of marriage. I simply...er....tabled the issue. There have been many proposals to sift through since I've been here. Unless I move to rural Utah, it would be irresponsible for me to be rash about it all. I'll say one thing, though: there's nothing sexier than a scientist. They'll try anything at least once. Rob, desperately trying to get back among the "in" crowd by putting a little sig-line at the end of his post. Gotta do it at least twice, to be sure the results are repeatable. . . . ;D And hey, what with the sexy scientist remark, you're already back "in" with my crowd. Unfortunately, it's a nation of one, but hey - gotta start somewhere.
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Post by Nickim on Dec 4, 2003 23:39:43 GMT -5
Ugh, I stay out of the stuff. I'm such a wimp My blood has a long trip to my toes, so they are always cold. I wear my SmartWool socks and good hiking boots. Nicki, who should be living in the mountains
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Post by Rachael on Dec 4, 2003 23:40:23 GMT -5
Is Spike part Bengal? They look like miniature Tigers, love to fetch and like water. I think Dulce is part Bengal, she loves to watch the water run into the tub and spray out of the shower. She also likes watching me take a bath. Interesting. He does love the water - on his terms only, though. No baths, unless I want to lose an arm. But he sits with me when I have a bath, and "digs" in the water from the side; also he loves the running water of the sink, and spends an awful lot of time irritating me by scooping the water out of his dish onto the floor. But he looks very much like an ordinary black and brown tabby.
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Post by makd on Dec 4, 2003 23:40:25 GMT -5
In Part 78 Rachael wrote-- As for medicines - I have a cat piller. You wrap all sharp parts of the cat in a towel, then squeeze the jaw hinge, then take the piller (a stick with a plunger and a slot at one end to put the pill in) and stick it back almost to the gag reflex, push the plunger, and then hold the mouth shut 'till the kitty gives up and swallows. I could have used one of those with my tabby point Siamese. We used to spend summers in Colorado and had to tranquilize her for the drive. She literally cried all the way through Kansas--392 miles--the one time we didn't give her the tranquilizers. I put the pill in tuna one time. The next time I tried that she ate around it. She was too smart to be a cat. okay: first the hair-ball pills, and now a cat-piller. ewwww. just ewwww. and ewwww. This is a non-pet house (except for the pc's and mac). pills to de-hair ball hairballs? devices to feed cats pills? What's the matter with these pictures? Really. it sounds quite like animal torture. or the reverse.
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Post by Nickim on Dec 4, 2003 23:40:46 GMT -5
Rachael, in no way did I "turn down" your proposal of marriage. I simply...er....tabled the issue. There have been many proposals to sift through since I've been here. Unless I move to rural Utah, it would be irresponsible for me to be rash about it all. I'll say one thing, though: there's nothing sexier than a scientist. They'll try anything at least once. Rob, desperately trying to get back among the "in" crowd by putting a little sig-line at the end of his post. Hey Rob, I thought you were engaged to Lee, and I think she's probably the jealous type.
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Post by Nickim on Dec 4, 2003 23:43:08 GMT -5
okay: first the hair-ball pills, and now a cat-piller. ewwww. just ewwww. and ewwww. This is a non-pet house (except for the pc's and mac). pills to de-hair ball hairballs? devices to feed cats pills? What's the matter with these pictures? Really. it sounds quite like animal torture. or the reverse. I'm sure the cats think they're being tortured. I decided after that trip when Larla cried for hours & hours that one of us had to be tranquilized and since she didn't know how to drive, it couldn't be me. ;D
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Post by Shan on Dec 4, 2003 23:43:28 GMT -5
Gotta do it at least twice, to be sure the results a repeatable. . . . ;D But don't you find that the clipboard and all the note-taking makes them kind of skittish?
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Post by Nickim on Dec 4, 2003 23:45:17 GMT -5
Hey, Nicki - Sorry you have to get more medical test, but, hey, remember this? "goin' to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come?" It was a big R&R song in the 50s. Enjoy your weekend. Bet the warmth of Fla. will help eliminate the pain. Least I'm hopin'. I'm just afraid the drive to KC, the long plane ride and the even longer drive down to the Keys will make it worse. But, I'm going anyway. ;D
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