Tag: cats

Molly’s cat food dance and the Wulfie scramble

Thursday, 25 October, 2001 at 8:54 pm

Molly didn’t die. In fact, she woke me up at 5:30 this morning with her scratching.

Hehe, earlier today we were in the computer room, the boys were at school and Mommy was picking them up because she had to look at Hidek’s portfolio or something. I silently stepped over Molly and left the room. I went downstairs to my room for something, then she woke up and came downstairs. She started sniffing around the cat food and I, hiding in the entry, watched her lips get closer and closer until she almost got the food, then “AHA!” I jumped out at her, and she turned around sooo fast, her legs went flying behind her. LOL, I cracked up. Molly is such a funny doggy!

Wulfie almost fell off the catwalk a little while ago. Aaaahhh!!!! I heard all this scrabbling that sounded like a cat trying to find a grip on sheer wall, and I went to check it out. I saw Wulfie, with his wide eyes, staring at me. Luckily, he was on the side of the catwalk with the leaf garland. A good yard or so of that is yanked off and just hanging. O_O!! And Wulfie was frozen for a few minutes afterwards … ^.^;

Molly, chicken bone

Wednesday, 24 October, 2001 at 8:04 pm

The cat-dog team has done it again. >.< Some cat (Wulfie?) grabbed a porkchop bone with some meat on it off the table, then Molly scared him off and wolfed the thing down. Hidek stood there watching her, and said, “Mom? Molly’s eating a porkchop bone!” AAAAAARRRRGH!!! Idiot kid! (In the words of my mother …) I ran downstairs, but by then she’d eaten all of it. I tried to choke some of it out of her mouth, but didn’t feel like sticking my fingers in there. :/ How old is she now? 10–11 years old? *sigh* Nice five years of owning a dog. Owell, God willing, it’ll pass like the other bone. *prays*

feel bad, layout, Netscape, cats

Wednesday, 3 October, 2001 at 5:38 pm

I don’t know what to say … I’m not feeling good. I was making the December layout for my site. ^.^ Well, it centers around Buba. *sigh* I miss Buba. Maybe that’s why I’m not feeling good. My hands feel dirty. And my face feels dirty.

I got mad at Netscape for the first time, can you believe that? I didn’t get mad when my Stop Pretending layout didn’t quite work. I didn’t get mad when it kept crashing and I had to restart or wait hours to use it again. I didn’t get mad when it wouldn’t load certain pages because it couldn’t load whatever. But when it messed up my Buba layout and wouldn’t compromise, I got pissed off!!!

*weeps* I don’t feel good. I want a new Netscape. But this computer sucks and couldn’t handle it because something is taking up too much space on the 1.8 gig C:drive [it’s over two years old]. I’d need … I forgot … 26 megs of space? Would all my bookmarks disappear? Yes, I’ve never updated anything on my computer, except for the instant messengers, which coincidentally I don’t use at all.

Ho hum, I don’t feel good. Well … I saved my bookmarks somewhere. I saved them months ago, so they’re probably not the same at all. ^.^ I wonder where that disk is. I wonder which disk it is. *goes off to wash hands*

Ahh, I feel much better. The curing abilities of washing one’s hands. o.O Hmm, guess what? I MISSED 08TH MS TEAM! Yuppers. I can’t believe it. I hope I won’t miss DBZ. But that depends on if I can stop writing in nine minutes.

Dusty and Shadow went to the vets today, and yes, Shadow is a boy. *sheepish* Well hey, the lady at the counter couldn’t tell either, and she has eight cats, so hah! We won’t get them back until after 6 tomorrow, or something like that.

I think I’m going to make another layout, to put up between the Padmé and Michelle Branch one, so that I put the Buba one up later, and get tired of it later, and take it down later, preferably sometime after the second week of January, when he died. It’s my dedication layout, or summin, I dunno. Five minutes. I wonder what I’m going to make. Maybe a Gundam Wing layout. ^u^ I dunno.

I guess I ran out of stuff to say … three minutes … I want to make a new layout.

earthquake

Sunday, 9 September, 2001 at 8:39 pm

We had an earthquake today! And because of my fear, all I did was stand there instead of run for cover. ¬_¬; When Dusty jumped out of my arms and gave me horrible puncture wounds I woke up and ran into the doorway. It happened at 5:00, or something. One mile east of West L.A. or something like that. South? Or was it west? Dunno.