March is done!

Finally!!! Even though our LID is in September, I breathed a sigh of relief this morning when I read that March is FINALLY complete.

Congrats to everyone who is about to get their referral!

Still looking to see how many more lurkers there are out there. If you're reading this, leave me a comment. I don't bite...hard.

Shaking the lurker tree...

...let's see who falls out. Leave me a comment if you're poking around here...

Not so humane after all...

Anyone who knows me, knows of my deep love of animals. Just over 11 years ago, we got Deuce from the Toronto Humane Society. Our experience in getting him, and our joy in having him, led me to a decision to support the society on a monthly basis since then.

You can imagine my outrage and extreme sadness this weekend when I read about the conditions at the Humane Society and the treatment (or lack of same) of the animals in their care. I'll link to a few stories, but be warned, some of the things you are going to read are quite atrocious.

They can be found here, here and here.

The final straw was in Saturday's paper when it mentioned that the donations would be used to defend the 'accused' who were arrested on charges of animal cruelty.

I tried to call the Humane Society a few times this morning to cancel my monthly donation, but nobody would pick up the phone. I decided that I would call my credit card company, and wouldn't you know it, when they called someone picked up and discussed the cancellation of my donation. I hate to do it because I know the animals still need help, but who would have thought they would need the most protection from those who were supposed to care for them?

Happy Thanksgiving...

...to everyone south of the border.

Awesomely awesome...

Monday morning mew

When we used to live in the apartment, I came home from work one day, and the same thing happened to me.

As my usual pattern, I went into the kitchen to see if we had any calls on our answering machine. I picked up the phone and all I heard was weird slurping sounds. I didn't know, at first, what to make of it and I hung up. I waited a few seconds and picked the receiver up again, and the same thing happened. It started to freak me out, I thought we had an obscene caller.

I hung up the phone again, and started walking around the apartment. I picked up another receiver and the same thing occurred. Weird, slurping sounds...but this time it was followed by a very distinctive, very satisfied purr.

Apparently we have a talented kitty. He had lifted the receiver from the cradle and was licking the phone...

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On another Deuce-related note, he had his rabies shot and a general check-up yesterday and they actually gave him a report card. Everything checked out *really* well, but they want him back in January for a dental cleaning and another urinalysis. All seems to be going really well. He was extra-super-sucky yesterday and wouldn't leave our side, nor would he stop mewing for attention. He's such a little bum. :)

Just one of those days...