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My cat did have thumbs, and he was a hell of a good mouser.

It is freakishly hot here today--in the 80's. Thunderstorms are looming, and the ground is still damp from earlier rain.

I took advantage of the weather to haul all the cats outside, even Annalise! Of course, this meant wrestling five cats into their harnesses, snapping leashes on them and attaching said leashes to ones that are permanently tied outside.

I found an extra harness, thank goodness, and I used that one on Timea since she grew a bit more. The smallest harness ended up on Annalise with a lot less fuss than I had anticipated. However, I was short a leash. Instead, I had to find a bit of corded string to tie to Annalise's harness. I sat out there with her and kept an eye on things.

Taj took a nap beneath the bare branches of my lilac bush (where he still is). Seamus ate grass and horked it up within five minutes of coming back in. Tau seemed more interested in sidewinding me than in enjoying his time outside. Timea hunkered down and growled at everything and nothing. Annalise sniffed around a bit, but she did more hissing than anything else.

*rolls eyes*

Hope you all are having nice weekends!

I mentioned that I filled out an online application to adopt an adorable kitten from a local animal shelter. That was on Friday night. Since I didn't even receive an acknowledgment of my application, I just called the shelter.

Do you know what they told me?

"We don't adopt our pets out on a first-come, first-served basis. We wait until we have several applications for one animal so that we can choose the best possible home."

While that may sound good in theory, how long do they plan to let an animal languish in a cage while they wait for more than one person to express an interest in him?!

I am absolutely outraged.

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A cat! Specifically, one of my cats. All they do all day is eat, sleep, shit and play. I tell them often enough, "Oh, for the life of a cat!"

I keep the litter box in a corner by the back door. Today, Timea rushed by me, hopped in the box, tinkled, then bounced out again on her way back to the living room to play. Apparently, she couldn't be bothered to bury it!

I suppose it's my own fault for picking fresh catnip for them. *shakes head*

What the hey, I may as well do NaBloPoMo here again, seeing as I'm online most every day anyway.

Today has been vexing. I went to Farm & Fleet for cat food and cat litter. I bought two different bags of litter--one clumping and one non-clumping. The cashier scanned the clumping bag twice, which was a dollar more than the other. I had already paid for my purchases using my debit card, when I brought the error to her attention. She re-scanned the cheaper brand of litter, had me pay for it, then instructed me to go to customer service for a credit on the incorrect receipt. Long story short, I ended up getting a cash refund, which was fine. Such a foofarah, however! But, all was accomplished with polite civility. No need to get all belligerent and excited about an honest mistake.

Tau got whupped with a flyswatter for picking on his sister. It's not so much that he was picking on her, it's that he didn't cease and desist when I told him to. And, I told him twice. That's one more warning than the cats normally get. When he wouldn't let up after I yelled at him the second time, I snapped and took a flyswatter to his furry rump. I think he was trying to assert his dominance over Timea, but Tau seemed to have forgotten just who the alpha bitch is in this household. He remembers now.

Other than running errands and swatting cats, I took down all the Halloween decorations, dusted, put out new autumn-y decorations, and I did the laundry. I still have dishes lurking in the sink. Blah.

Work was slow this week. If you've ever been scrambling for something...anything...to do at work, you know that it's actually more stressful than being bombarded by things to do. As a temp, it worries me, because my assignment at this company may be nearing an end. That wouldn't necessarily be so bad, but damn, the pay is good there. I'd hate to get reassigned somewhere else for three dollars less per hour.

The cats have been driving me bonkers. Timea had a bout of sickness that necessitated me having to buy de-worming medicine. Not her fault, but it was not pleasant to deal with. She's feeling better now, which is good, but she's back to her wicked ways. Who wants a kitten for Christmas? *laughs*

I still have so much to do to get ready for Christmas. My goodness. Can't believe it's less than two weeks away now.

Have a wonderful and safe weekend, everyone!

Timea nearly died this morning, because I was this close to killing her.  After not going to bed until about 5:15am, it was less than three hours later that she decided to become a complete shit.  She kept coming in my bedroom, messing around in things and making noise.  I'd sit up and yell, and she'd scamper out, only to return again.  When I had had enough, I flung myself out of bed, chased her all over the house until I caught her, then tossed her in the bathroom and closed the door.  I then went back to bed, where I did finally manage to fall back to sleep.  And before you ask, no, I don't have a door to my bedroom. 

When I went outside later to feed the cats out there, I took a walk into the pasture in search of some green catnip.  I found a small patch and picked four sprigs to bring to Taj, Seamus, Tau and Timea.  It was her first time with catnip, and she got all silly with it! 

So, I'm not a complete ogre, and she's not a complete shit, which I guess makes us even.

I've had a quiet day, so nothing interesting and glamorous to write about.  Sorry.  Ha ha ha!  I slept in quite late, which felt great by the way, and I got my laundry done.  Otherwise, I played online and harassed the cats.  Timea got in trouble last night for knocking a nearly full glass of tea over where it was resting on a coaster on my end table.  Gah!  Remind me again why I brought a kitten in the house?  She runs around like a fart in a frying pan, and when she's not doing that, she's sleeping.  It's like she has only two speeds! 

This will be a short work week for me, which is nice, but I won't get paid for both days off.  I think my temp agency will reimburse me for Thanksgiving day, but I'm not counting on getting paid for Friday.  Still, a four-day weekend will be so welcome. 

Have a good week, everyone!