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[06 Sep 2008|01:01pm] |
( And it just got bad again. )
And...OMG, that's thunder! THUNDERSTORM! First one in eleven months!
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[05 Sep 2008|06:53pm] |
So I told my wonderful cousin that I think I am insane (for doing a second Masters).
His reply?
"Our whole family is. It's OK."
Can't fight genetics.
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[05 Sep 2008|04:36am] |
These were all done for ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) japan_abc
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| Family Sly |
[04 Sep 2008|11:54pm] |
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Yesterday when I stopped to feed Sly and Caine, I did the dry food first as usual and put it under the tarp. The dogs were at the top of the hill as usual, but when I was doing the wet food, I heard something and thought they might have come down the hill. When I started to put the wet food under the tarp, I was shocked and terrified to see something at one of the dry food bowls. Basically, I jumped and screamed. And what I thought was a rat moved away from the bowl. *shudders* *shudders some more*
Then I wasn't sure because it had a more squirrel-looking face...but it had a rat tail. It was not small...maybe 7 or 8 inches long not counting the tail. And it came back! By then, I wasn't sure it was a rat so I yelled and stomped to scare it away. It ran away, and the dogs started barking, and I told them to come get their food before something else ate it.
I talked to Jari afterwards and she tried to convince me that it was a chipmunk. Since I thought chipmunks looked like brown squirrels, I wasn't totally convinced, though I tried hard to be. But today I was talking to Deryl about it and she showed me pictures of chipmunks online, and it definitely was NOT a chipmunk.
You have to understand...my biggest fear - above heights, above snakes, even above sharks - is mice or rats. The first time I ever saw a mouse in the house, I went and spent the night at a motel. I had 8 cats after that...to make sure no other rodents ever got in the house again. I'm one of those cartoonish stand-on-the-desk-screaming women. Sorry, that's just the way it is.
Today when I stopped, I was afraid to go into the woods to get the bowls, and I was looking around the whole time and listening for any small noise. I decided not to put the dry food out till I got the wet food ready. And then I just couldn't do it. I've been giving the boys extra food because it's been gone every day so I thought they needed more, and now I wonder how much they're eating and how much is being eaten by some disgusting nastiness *shudders* and I didn't even want to touch the damn bowls, much less take a chance on coming face to face with the horribleness again.
So, since no rain is predicted for the next 24 hours, I left all the bowls but one out in the grass. I saw Sly head to the tarp as I was leaving, so I drove around to come off the ramp again to make sure they'd found the food, but I didn't see them so I worry about that, too, now...are they suspicious since that's where we leave the medicated food? Did they finally come and eat? Or did the terribleness get to it first?? I don't know...but I worry.
And I worry about how I'm going to do Sunday when we try again to catch the boys. Will I be able to go into the woods to look for them? I certainly can't picture myself crawling on my stomach like I did last time...ever again. *shudders, twitches* I was freaked out today being two feet into the woods, how am I going to help find the boys in the undergrowth?? And how many of those nasty things are in there????
And yes, I do get the irony of being willing to stand in front of a gun for these dogs but not willing to face down a small (ok, it wasn't really so small...ewwwwww) rodent for the same dogs. I should be more afraid of guns than rats. And maybe I am. But the guns didn't materialize and the rat did. If anyone has any ideas on how to conquer this particular fear in a great hurry, please speak up.
In better news, the boys looked fine, and Sylvia and the babies are doing great. Peter Dinklage did not throw up today after eating, and he's getting perkier, motoring around with his big brothers and sister, albeit not as fast as they are. He likes being cuddled for a few minutes but then he wants down. The others are now learning how to run, which is hilarious with their wobbly legs and tendency to not be able to stop when they should. They're eating the dry puppy food but they climb all in it and tip over the bowls...obviously I need some heavier bowls.
And, after checking again, the result is...only one girl...six boys. Wow.
Tiny one Male: OOOPS (Jari's name) Peter Dinklage (my name)
Lt brn Male: Chris
Blk/rust Male: Tony
White Male: Dusty
Blk w/stripe Male: Willie
Dark brown Male:
Blk/rust Female:
I had named the last two Romeo and Juliet, but the names haven't stuck yet and since I've renamed the one Jari named, I think I should give her an opportunity to name at least one of those two. Jari, whatcha think?
Sssshhhhh....don't tell anyone, especially Rick and Deryl...Peter Dinklage isn't going anywhere. His eyes look better, they don't look so far apart, but he's still so tiny and has had eating issues, and we still might have developmental issues with him. I've always been one for underdogs, it's one of the reasons I love my job. And he's so tiny. I get angry with the other puppies if they try to pick on him, and I make them stop. The little guy has totally wrapped himself around my heart, and he's not going anywhere, he's mine. Just don't tell anyone because that makes a definite 14 here.
On the other hand, Jari told me tonight about the people who adopted O'No wanting pick of the litter, so at least one is pretty much already adopted. They're still too young right now, of course, but ouch, I hadn't really thought about parting with any of them yet. As much as I love Peter Dinklage, the rest are just the cutest things...all fat and fuzzy and roly poly and into everything and wobbly, and why can't puppies and kittens just stay that way instead of growing up? Jari said she was jealous of my having the puppies this time, and I told her that I completely understand because I was always jealous of her having the last two litters. It's FUN having puppies...lots of work, but still fun. All I really want to do is sit out there with them and watch them. I resent anything that takes me away from them.
The other thing that pleases me is how sweet and loving my Sylvie-girl is. When I go over to the pen to say hello, I have to be careful where I put my hand because she rubs up against it so hard that if my hand is caught between her and the fence, it hurts, she smushes it so hard. She actually gets wiggly and jumps around a bit when she hasn't seen me in a while, like when I come home from work. She's lonely at night, I'm pretty sure she misses Sly and Caine, but I'll go out and love on her a bit if she barks, and she's fine. She's still shy, and I still try to keep things quiet and calm around her, but she definitely loves me, and seems pretty definitely happy to be here. And that makes me happy.
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| Other doggie pics |
[04 Sep 2008|02:03pm] |
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![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) philomel, unbeknownst to me, took some pics of my "other" doggies while she was here, so I've snagged them to post here...( Read more... )
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| 100 Million BC |
[04 Sep 2008|05:56pm] |
Okay, that was the worst movie ever made.
For one, the title had almost nothing to do with the film, since it took place in 70 MILLION BC. Secondly, it was the stupidest combination of The Lost World and Timeline that anyone could ever have created.
I mean, really, dinosaur in LA? It's been DONE. Badly.
What I particularly liked was the $10 special effects budget and the B-move actors.
But the best part was where the time travel device didn't have a failsafe built in so that you wouldn't materialize INSIDE A TREE.
There's 80 minutes of my life I'll never get back.
Along with the 99 minutes of watching Colin Firth and Ben Kingsley degrade themselves to the level of The Last Legion. Didn't anyone learn from King Arthur four years ago?
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[04 Sep 2008|03:22pm] |
Today is not a good knee day. I don't know what I did to make it a bad knee day, but there you have it. I haven't had one since about the third week in Rome, so I suppose I'm due. Because, what a novelty, I might go more then a few months without my body reminding me that I did stupid things when I was younger and suffered the cost.
However, despite the fact I had to walk to and from Amory twice today with a bad knee, rain, and no umbrella, it was worth it.
Because IT is handed in.
And that's all there is to say.
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[03 Sep 2008|11:43pm] |
We had a most excellent visit with Terry ( dimassinocram) and her family for the Labor Day holiday. Now that the weather has a chance of cooling down, I hope we'll get to see them more often.
To make me pay for spending a day away from the laptop, the household gods of everything electronic had to get their own back by causing everything within their purvue that I touched on Tuesday to become a big flaming ball visible from space. Spent today sorting things out and I'm now back to where I started.
Hope to have comments where I owe them, and possibly a drabble and/or icons tomorrow....
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| And now, because the internets don't have enough of them yet... |
[03 Sep 2008|08:03pm] |
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DRAGONCON PICS!
Note to self: in the future, do not open 100 large images at once on photo editing program. It will make computer self destruct.
( Lots o' pics under the cut this-a-way! )
I have a really good photo printer, so if anyone wants prints of any of these, or the full size image file to print yourself, leave a comment or email me: kdallin@silivren.com. Ditto if you know I took a picture that isn't posted and you want a copy. I can also put my whole collection on CD and mail it out.
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[03 Sep 2008|11:02am] |
Top Gear Season 2 Episode 8
Darth Vadar, a Cyberman, a Dalek, a Klingon, someone else, and Colin Baker.
Racing a Honda.
You'll never guess who won. But you can probably assume it wasn't the Dalek.
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| Hassles + Odd Musings |
[03 Sep 2008|09:50am] |
*stares dispassionately at the emails she's received*
"I already told these kids I didn't want to fix this anymore..."
~ me while looking at the emails she's gotten from students who want to have their grades changes
So yesterday was undergraduate course card day, and, as it turned out, there were those who were not quite happy with what they got. Not as if I could fix it anymore, all things considered, given that the calculations I had made were pretty solid. But there were still those who were trying to convince me to change their grades. I thought I had managed to convince most of them that I could not change the grades anymore, since I have no desire to go through that massive process of recalculation again.
Sadly, it seems as if there are a couple, more persistent ones.
One of the email-senders re-sent her paper on Perfume, saying it hadn't gotten through because she made a mistake in typing my email. Another one sent me an email with a bonus paper I don't recall assigning to him - perhaps hoping that, if he sent it, I would be able to adjust his grade to account for the bonus paper. And lastly, there's another one who's requesting I adjust his grade from a 3 to a 3.5, if only to pull up his CGPA.
The one with the bonus paper, I might choose to accept, if I check my records and find out that there really is a gap in my records (this signifies that someone didn't pass a paper or didn't come in for a quiz, make-up or otherwise). The one with the CGPA request, I might adjust if he gives me a valid reason for changing the grade. The one who submitted the paper... I might not accept. I do not recall him asking for a bonus paper, or if he already did it before, then I will have to tell him that I already factored in his bonus paper in the final calculations.
*sighs*
I might as well get this over and done with, since I'll be going to school tomorrow anyway so I can get the grades adjustment done and over with. I just don't want to have to do this until Friday. I'm looking forward to having a pretty stress-free weekend.
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On a happier, if rather odd, note, I've been doing a bit of thinking on the idea of perfume and the art of perfumery. Yes, yes, I know I've been reading way too much of Patrick Suskind's novel Perfume for my own good, but I don't care. It's gotten me thinking, actually.
( Semi-offensive musings under the cut )
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I'm done rambling.
^^;
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| Best things about today? |
[02 Sep 2008|10:24pm] |
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Seeing how excited Allison was about joining Girl Scouts.
Seeing Ross smile at me.
Having Allison tell me that she wants me ot help her do "girly" stuff.
Having Ross wrap his arms around me.
Hearing Andreu on the phone talking about his day at School.
Saying the bedtime prayer with Andreu.
Loving on ALL my animals.
Kissing Ross goodnight.
Good night all. I hope you take a minute to think tonight about the best parts of your day.
Sweet Dreams.
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| Pictures! |
[02 Sep 2008|10:05pm] |
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I had plans to take a bunch of pictures, including puppies asleep in the holes of the concrete block, which I find hilarious, but alas, the batteries in the camera died before I could get all the pics I wanted. Still, I have new puppy pics, and there's nothing better than puppy pics. :) ( Read more... )
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| Hello. I'm alive. |
[02 Sep 2008|09:37pm] |
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I'm back from the land of grief and net-lessness. I did intend to be online properly tonight but a co-worker invited me out for a pint and these night always degenerate into epic nights of boozing. Luckily, I had my laptop with me and luckily, we picked a pub that is a free wi-fi hotspot, so I can check in.
So yes, this has been a pretty harrowing week all round, but the boy is doing much better, I'm doing much better as a result and should be back into the on-line swing by tomorrow.
Massive thank-you to everyone who sent messages of support, by they by e-mail, LJ comment, text message or smoke signal. I love you all, you're all brilliant. And that's not the vodka speaking.
No really, it isn't.
Honest.
No, really, you all rock. Drunkeness aside;
<3
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| Update on Family Sly |
[02 Sep 2008|12:57pm] |
Because of being on vacation and having company and going to DragonCon and horrible weather at times, I have been remiss in posting about the Family Sly.
Everyone is doing well. Sylvia has let almost everyone who wanted to pet her and pet the babies. She's settling in nicely, though she barks at night and when I go out, nothing is wrong, so I've come to the conclusion that she's lonely. She's been with Sly for so long, and with Caine, too, for a year, so she has no adult dogs to be with now and I think she misses them. So when she barks, I go out with the flashlight and love on her a while, and I leave the dressing room light on, and all that seems to help.
The babies are growing so fast! I need to get some pictures soon, like today. They are now eating wet puppy food, and I'm going to get some dry puppy food today for them. I have to feed the smallest baby, Peter Dinklage or Oops (depending on whether you're talking to Jari or me), separately...he eats too fast and throws up if I don't pick him up every couple of minutes, and if he eats with the others, they run all over him and shove him out of the way, they're so much bigger than he is.
Sly and Caine are still mad at me and sit at the top of the hill when I feed them. They watch and they listen to me talking to them, but they won't come closer. Yesterday I went to the Shell station after feeding them, so I got to see them come out to eat. I will be getting the meds today, and we have plans to try again on Sunday, the first day that the most people might be available.
We've had an offer from someone wonderful to pay for the meds, so that helps tremendously, and today the Sheriff's mom came by with a check for the dogs. I am worrying once again about how to pay for everyone's shots, spay/neuter, etc. We have some money left for the Family from when the second litter was born, but not enough to cover everyone.
With that in mind, if you would like to help, my email on PayPal is soultoad7649 at gmail dot com. If you'd prefer to mail directly to me, email me and I'll send you my address. Or, if you'd like it to be a tax-deductible donation, you can send a check to Save A Pet, Inc., P.O. Box 933, Forsyth, GA 31029, but you MUST put on the check, "for Family Sly"...otherwise they won't know it's for these dogs and it will just go to the SAP dogs (which ordinarily would be great, but right now these dogs come first for me).
Sorry to ask again, but this WILL be the last litter now that I have Sylvia and she will be spayed when she finishes nursing. And while I wouldn't ever take anything for myself, I'd beg on the streets for these dogs.
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