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Thing 1 is weird. He thinks these aliens are bunnies. I have no idea why he thinks this.
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This guys is pretty prolific. Here's his Facebook page if you want to want to see more of his stuff.
https://www.facebook.com/nathanwpyle2/
 
Klaus' toe is looking good! A bit of the scabby part fell off over night. It doesn't look like she was messing with it. Her other questionable toe is still intact. I'm not sure what's going to happen with it, but right now everything is still attached fully.
She's eating and drinking and pooping. Walking well & is moving through her molt, but still laying eggs. Last night my daughter had her jumping up to get bits of bread. So once she's done with her meds this weekend I'm going to let them all out to range for a while and bring her outside to rejoin her flock... I'm hoping that everyone being outside and returning to the coop together will keep them from being a jerk to her, rather than me bringing her back into the coop.
 
Question.. I was just talking to my SIL. She's from the Philippines and she said that her gpa told her that they shouldn't eat their chicken's eggs for a few days after they're laid. She doesn't know why he said that, but she remembers that they'd have buckets of eggs and they'd mark them from what day they were from. I told her we didn't wait to eat them and she was surprise. Anyone ever heard of this? I assume it's a heritage/ traditional thing.

I took my oldest to get her driving permit yesterday. We drove for a bit in the school parking lot. She's not ready for the road just yet, but she's did pretty well. She had major issues trying to park. It was pretty funny to watch her try though.
Good for you teaching her to park.
They don’t even test for that these days except head in and backing out.
 
@staceyj Something that works for the rats is putting new skin on the stitches. They leave it alone, so maybe it will work for the cat. It made DD#1's cat run, and it tastes really nasty.
Thanks! I’ll go get some tonight when DH gets home!
I’ll make him sit down and hold him til I get back. Otherwise can’t trust him not to fall asleep.
I can’t tel you how much trouble these pets get into when DH “must have dozed off for a minute”.
 
Morning Bob. :frow
Morning Rae. :frow
Morning all the peeps just getting up. :frow:frow:frow:frow:frow


I am hoping Stacey's kitty is doing ok this morning.
That stove was a Samsung?
I have reached under mine to fetch a dog toy out.....and so have my dogs! It never occurred to me it could be razor sharp under there. :hmm
Making a mental note to not buy that brand when mine dies.

Pull out your drawer, lie on the floor and very carefully feel all along the flat support braces. The metal on mine is not rolled along those edges or smoothed in any way. They are all so incredibly sharp. I think getting his arm under there wasn’t the problem. I think her closed his hand in the piece of dog cookie he was after then curved his hand and wrist towards himself. That made it just tall enough to get slit open as he was extracting it on the way out. It was so deep his tendon was exposed. He was splayed open.

Honestly it could have been so much worse than just stitches to close the skin.

While he was at the vets I cleaned under there and covered every inch of exposed metal with two layers of duct tape.
It’s not like I’ve never cleaned under there either.
It’s just that in the past I’ve just pulled out the drawer and stuck the vacuum nozzle
all under. Ive never actually felt it.

I hate Samsung appliances for so many reasons. Never buying another. Trust me.

For example -remember during the hurricane when we finally got a generator but Samsung programs theirs NOT to run on a generator?!?!?

Thank God we had the old one in the garage. It saved us.
 
Can you wrap the leg with vet wrap and duct tape over that?
Lol. I have vet wrapped and athletic taped even. He’s not having it.

Plus, they told me to leave it exposed to air. That it had a better chance of healing faster than if it’s wrapped up.
They asked me to make an appointment for suture removal when I picked him up.
I said sure.
They said two weeks from today then, 9 am ?

TWO WEEKS?????
Surely they jest.

Easier said than done.
 
Good for you teaching her to park.
They don’t even test for that these days except head in and backing out.
I had trouble w/ this car when I first got it. It's shorter and more curvy than I'm used to so I had trouble locating the end of the car until I got used to it. Hood ornaments were great for telling where your car ended. She's still getting used to accelerating and turning.
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The green arrow is a hill she has to accelerate up and turn, but not too sharp b/c there's a cement barrier at the end of the parking places.
The arrow going towards the green arrow is down hill so she also gets to learn about slowing down when she's going to turn too. We're pretty much just running at an idle most of the time, but she gets a chance give it a little gas and try to maintain going straight. It's a good little spot to learn. I realized I missed a major opportunity & should have taken them to do go-carts or bumper cars to get them used to steering. Fortunately we've still got time to do that. before she hits the road.
 
I was the last kid.
By years and years. So when it was my turn to learn to drive my dad was already 60.

My dad had this massive impala.

He bought it from an old retired priest.

Lol. It was black on the outside/white leather interior. 8 cylinders.
Bench seat up front. The kind where you had to work cooperatively to adjust forward. All our cars had names. He called this car “The Monsignor”.

My dad took me to a Montgomery Wards parking lot on a Sunday after church for our first lesson.

After we got the seat pulled all the way up since I’m short and I got the mirrors adjusted and got all situated, He told me to put it in D, and give it some gas.

Not enough.

He said to press harder.

I punched it.

It took off like a rocket.

I almost took out one of those parking lot light poles on the big cement pillar.

Jesus didn’t take the wheel, but my dad sure did!
Somehow we missed it.

Just about gave my dad his second heart attack.

We didn’t “practice” again for months.

And before we did he sold that car and bought a much smaller Dodge Dart “swinger”.

Oh gosh. I am laughing just remebering this.

Parents. We don’t get enough credit.
 
I think that would work well for a dog.
For a cats little neck I think I’d need something much smaller in diameter. Maybe like the foam you wrap pipes in. Problem is I can’t leave him to go out searching for anything today. No one else is here.
I don’t trust him to not get himself frantic and all tangled up and choke himself to death while I’m gone.

Or just get his contraption off and chew out the stitches.

I take it off a few times a day while he eats and uses the litter box.

This morning I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone
Since his “stuff” is in the hall bath.

So I decide to pee while he’s eating.

Then he starts grooming himself a little. But all of a sudden focuses on his boo-boo.
Then he starts nibbling!

He’s just out of reach.
I scold him!
He squints at me as only a cat can do.
Starts nibbling harder while staring me down.

I had to take the TP off the holder and bean him with it.

He
did.
Not.
Care.
Went back to nibbling.

I had to waddle to grab him and retrieve the TP.

He got the long ends off one of the stitches but not the knots.

Might have to put a drop of Krazy glue on that to keep it from coming undone.

Sigh.

Dogs with stitches are much easier than cats I think.
Cats are like that. They do not understand why they are being scolded even.

You might have some success with clicker training though
 
I was the last kid.
By years and years. So when it was my turn to learn to drive my dad was already 60.

My dad had this massive impala.

He bought it from an old retired priest.

Lol. It was black on the outside/white leather interior. 8 cylinders.
Bench seat up front. The kind where you had to work cooperatively to adjust forward. All our cars had names. He called this car “The Monsignor”.

My dad took me to a Montgomery Wards parking lot on a Sunday after church for our first lesson.

After we got the seat pulled all the way up since I’m short and I got the mirrors adjusted and got all situated, He told me to put it in D, and give it some gas.

Not enough.

He said to press harder.

I punched it.

It took off like a rocket.

I almost took out one of those parking lot light poles on the big cement pillar.

Jesus didn’t take the wheel, but my dad sure did!
Somehow we missed it.

Just about gave my dad his second heart attack.

We didn’t “practice” again for months.

And before we did he sold that car and bought a much smaller Dodge Dart “swinger”.

Oh gosh. I am laughing just remebering this.

Parents. We don’t get enough credit.
I was supposed to use the Toyota Corolla for my drivers test. Mom forgot, so i got to drive the Cadillac! It had been freezing rain the night before, then snow on top of that. I was driving on the way to the test, and we came to a narrow bridge. There was a truck coming the other way. I touched the brakes and the car did a 360°!!! I did manage to get the car straightened out. Poor Dad had his fingers gripping the dash board! But after that, i figured i could handle anything. Passed my first test, even in snow.
 

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