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The Humane Society (aka Dog Pound)

This afternoon, The Little Kid and I went to the Humane Society to look around.. and err… take a photo of a dog we’ve been looking at. I happily went from cage to cage, greeting each dog, telling it he/she is a good dog and giving them a little scratch. Because they like that.

In one of the cages, we saw a Great Pyrenees mix. It looked like it was part Australian Shepherd, cause it had all of the coloring for that. It was so pretty and so BIG.

As we were getting ready to leave the building, we saw a couple in the adoption room, chatting away… looking out the window… waiting. Down the aisle comes the Great Pyrenees. The dog wondered where it was going. It was looking up at the person holding his lead and looking into each room.

The dog enters the room. The people are SO excited. The dog is SO excited. Tears started welling up in my eyes. I grabbed my daughter and said, “Come on. Let’s go!”

Cause I don’t like people to see me cry.. even if they are happy tears. And I figured I’d better get the heck out of there before I found some way to bring them all home. 🙂

Ever see the Pedigree commercial… “I don’t know how I got here, but I DO know I’m a good dog…” Yeah… I can’t watch that one.

Little Busybody

She can’t sleep. Did I mention that hamsters are nocturnal? It’s 9:30am and this one is still awake; getting used to her new home, I imagine.

So far, she’s let out a few shrill screeches, which I didn’t know hamsters did. I built her a little cardboard house (see it?) so she can hide, if she wants.

She is doing well, though, scampering around, chewing on fruitwood sticks, munching up hamster food, and getting all of her exercise on the wheel.

hamster habitat

So, we bought a new cage and a new hamster, that is HUGE compared to our last hamster, and also quite spastic. The Little Kid calls her “Sarafina”.. you know… after Barbie’s cat?

We kept our collection of tubing, and yes, it took us about an hour to figure out how to get the tubes to match up with the holes in the side.

We are not engineers.

My Hamster Died

Dang-it. 😦

I read that hamsters are supposed to live for 18 – 24 months. Petty was an old woman, then.

Just yesterday, I moved her wheel to wake her up. Hamsters are nocturnal. Our sleeping patterns sometimes coincided. When they didn’t, then I’d have to move her wheel to make sure she was ok.

I remember her breaking out of her cage and being lost for a day at a time. She would always come back to play in the hamster wheel.

I’ll miss that little varmint.

Golden Retriever Antics

For the last two days, my dog has needed a bath in the morning. Why? Melting snow and dirt, coupled with the need to roll. The tricky part has been to get her feet clean enough to walk through the kitchen, down the hallway, into my bedroom and then into the shower.

I suppose a homemade “muddy paws cleaning aid” is in order.

This morning, things are frozen over. Thank God.

contemplating the border

Should I or shouldn’t I actually enter the kitchen?

Rocky’s New Bird Family

Gracey
Jasper, Morgan and Abraham (the other Blue & Gold Macaw

Our adopted blue and gold macaw spent part of his morning eating peanut butter toast. Rocky is addicted to peanuts. It’s a way to get on his good side.

His new family sent me these pictures.