Official Squatch Watchers

You could always say it's an exotic parrot.;)

Hey, it was in a cage. Should be no prob.
Both were 2 of her points of reason except she said parakeet. Honestly, when I was younger I had 6 baby chickens in my bedroom in a cat carrier for a couple months so I can't blame her for wanting to do it, but the cage was much too small for her now.
 
Good for you! So happy to hear that you're feeling better now that it's all behind you. Sometimes you just have to take the leap and you did it! Congrats on your new found freedom. I hope this gives you the opportunity to find an amazing job that you LOVE! My friend worked at a hospital ER as a reg person and HATED every second of it. She has some med issues that the stress of the job & her horrible bosses and their insane demands just magnified. She recently got a new job and is a million times better off and you will be too! Working in a toxic environment has so many ill effects on you. Here's to an amazing 2018! (they really need a 'cheers!' emoji for times like this!)
Yay for YOU @pitbullmomma /cindi
This holiday break will be restorative for you!:hugs
 
PBM and folks, I thought you could use some humor at my expense...:highfive:

You'll have to do the visual based upon your own experiences... DW and I just finished rescuing 30 unwilling chickens from a mud/poop slide. A couple inches of rain and everything piled up inside their shelters. There's a 30* grade on this particular pasture which has water flowing over it and of course mud and poop everywhere. And of course the chickens are covered as well.

Now imagine me, trying to maintain my footing and netting these chickens who don't want to leave the safety of their shelter and now imagine what DW and I looked like when we got done putting them in crates to move them to the greenhouse. You know they were flapping wings and kicking mud and poop everywhere.:rant

By the time we got back into the house, we were covered, head to toe and on all sides with muddy poop. The grand daughter came running when we walked in the door and then froze and just said eeeewewew:sick:lau:gig Glad there was no video out there.
Priceless!
How's everyone doing now?
-did you ever get cleaned up?
 
Ok the delaware is just not right. I was cooping everyone up and noticed she was penguin walking, of course I'm thinking oh boy time to drag out the olive oil and rubber gloves. She went up the ramp and just popped out an egg then jumped on the roost like nothing happened. I got to gather a wet egg yay, i guess? :lau
Thank God.
 
*Only with adult supervision though...Because big chunks of raw carrots also make super duper intestinal plugs in puppies!

Thanks for the very good reminder. Even if caught in time to save the dog that is one risky and expensive surgery.

I think I will stick to teething toys.
 
OK KIDS..... let's talk serious here for a minute.

Looking for new carpeting. I was looking at the Stainmaster PetProtect carpet, but I'm not seeing any reviews, good or bad. Anyone have it or knows anything about it? OR can recommend another carpet that will be pretty damn pet stain resistant?!


Priceless!
How's everyone doing now?
-did you ever get cleaned up?

I woulda hosed them off in the front yard....
 
*Only with adult supervision though...Because big chunks of raw carrots also make super duper intestinal plugs in puppies!
Someone recommended frozen meat bones to me. Like the kind you get at the butcher. I've always done them cooked, never raw.
Freezing the carrots would work, as Cappy said. That would feel nice on their gums too.
 
[Ummmm.... yeah my peeps. Don't go getting excited, cuz I'm really not back. But I sent an email to my sister today, who I haven't talked to lately, and I thought I would share it with you, just as an update, or whatever. the beginning of it was really inappropriate, so i cut it out, haha]

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today is the last day before break. i had to go to a meeting today with one of my VPs, accompanied by my union rep, who told me to smile, don't say anything except "yes yes" and let her do the talking for me.


well (you know me, lol!) that is NOT how it went down. i gave the most beautiful, calm, deadly, eloquent speech i have ever given (peppered with a few choice f-bombs which were kept off the record, of course). i smiled as i said it. i did not cry. and at some point, i even said "and as they say on shark tank: "and for that reason....i am out." (i really did)


i have been living on xanax, wine, ambien, nonstop crying, and have been two **** hairs away from a nervous breakdown since, well, my last nervous breakdown. joe is in florida with his kids, he comes home today (i like being alone, so that's ok). i have talked to nobody really, cuz, well, all i got is joe and my sweet, crazy internet chicken friend who lives in kentucky that i drink wine and skype with.


i have been walking around work all week singing a song under my breath I wrote that is called "Go F**k Yourself." It goes like this (to the tune of Oh Christmas Tree). " Go F**k Yourself,Go F**k Yourself, la la lala, i'm outta here."

(that's it. not very creative, i know.)


last night i went to this restorative yoga thing at lovelight, with crystal bowls and healing drums and bolsters and blankets, and i cried all the way through it. all. the. way. through. it.


i canceled on my yearly nurse's christmas party. i canceled on joe's sister joanie's annual christmas dinner. i informed joe that i am not going to his sister annette's annual Xmas eve hellfest with all the screaming children, grandchildren, and endless array of tacky, cheap, horrifying gifts i keep insisting they not buy me. i have bought no christmas presents (sorry finbar, i'll catch you after the holidays, you know your aunt cindi loves you. and you have plenty of sh*t to tide you over till i feel better).


so: i am saying no. NONONONONONO. i don't feel guilty, i don't give a flying sh*t what people think right now.


and you know what? for the first time in weeks, i feel calm. and peaceful. because i said my piece. and it flowed outta me like eminem spitting the illest freestyle ever. and when i walked out of that meeting, my devil-woman of a head nurse who is the source of much of this work bs, who was covering my office (because as usual i was alone as my float nurse called out, again) asked me concernedly (fakily) "are you ok? do you need a minute?" and i grinned and looked her in the eye and said, "no, i'm great. i got this, you can go back to the clinic now" (singing my holiday song in my head).


cuz ya know what? i think i'll be ok now. i feel calm, serene, and i haven't even taken a f**king xanax since 6:45. i never quit a job without having a backup, without a safety net, and ya know what? i'm sure i'll be fine.


that is why you--nor anyone--has heard from me.


but i really think i'll be ok now. i can't wait for 2017 to be over, and i'm hoping the new year will be the sh*t.


love ya~

cindi
Good for you! Here's to a new start for the new year!!
 

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