Thursday, September 3, 2015

This is what Coon and Cat do all day

You're goin' down, Cat!

Under body slam! BAM! (sneaky)

I got your neck, bitch! Bam, bam! Flip, bam! YEOWWWWW! Then they both take off like bats out of hell. I told Indie, when he picked on a baby Coon, that someday he'd be sorry. Raccoon now kicks his ass. They do this shit as long as I let them. Look at the background. They make that same mess several times a day in several fav spots. They wreck shit. I clean it up, they wreck it again. Look at the floor. Coon loves tearing up the floor. And other things. Ask me if I care? Work on the house is going fast. Soon, I'll have another house and no Raccoon. So, no, I don't care. But, rightfully, Cooney should be sleeping or prowling outside on his own by now, but, we live in town, so he can't. We go out a lot though. He stays in the yard if I'm out with him and I get the net outside so, it's okay. I've been busy with him a lot. He's a big boy, but, he's not ready to challenge again. He decided he still needs me. It will be awhile. At least bug season has passed. That was horrible. I love watching him. He sure makes a lot of work for me though. Oh, see that pile of fluffy stuff on the cage stand shelf? That was the inside of his bed pillow. I was going to re-stuff it and sew it, but, fuck it. I'm too tired. I tossed it and gave him one of my pillows. He did that to one of my chairs too. Totally fucked it. Basically, the fucker ate a chair. It was ugly anyhow.

Get away from my guitar!!!


7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Fun to watch, and it warms my heart even when they destroy things and make messes, but like today I don't have it in me to clean up. So things would get out of hand fast around me. Feels like the spine is collapsing. It will feel better but doesn't now. I'm going off with my fundy handyman tomorrow to get stuff and start him on work. I hope I can bear it. At the moment I think I could only tell him to shut up. After paying attention to the Duggar mess and learning more about some of the other fun dies, I'm out of patience. Pain and patience are bad partners anyway. Use this post as response to the fundy in kentucky. Come on, I wish the news wouldn't even report on it. She has to get those licenses issued one way or the other, so if she prefers to sit in jail while the rest of the staff does the job, that's fine with me. The publicity pleases her, and she doesn't deserve to be pleased.

Dirty Disher said...

Border, what treatments or relief givers have you tried? Curious. Because if it wasn't for these patches I would be in hell right now. And fuck that goofy fundie bitch and all their 'war on faith' crap. They can not face the fact that everyone isn't Christian anymore and the gov is separate. War on faith is retarded. THE most retarded thing I have ever heard. I just got back in with Cooney again and I'm out of breath. LOL. Man, he runs my world.

Anonymous said...

Excedrine, hydrocodone, and recently got doc to give me lidocaine pain patches. They help. Not been doing enough stretching exercises, and now feel lile falling over. Then I have all the G.I. problems and don't eat right if at all. So really what can I expect? Also have soma. It helps me sleep, but I may be ODed right now cuz don't feel "with it". Oh well, life sucks, and then you die, as my friend says. Of course she plays tennis every day, so what does she know?

Anonymous said...

Have to say though that I enjoy Mikey's life. Had a group of 4 women here yesterday unpacking crap. He made friends with all of them, and they all complemented what a great dog he is. Then today a tv guy came and installed the sound bar in the bedroom. He really liked Mikey also. And just before he left, a woman walking her dog Danny came by and let Danny in the yard to play so Mikey had somebody to run with for a while. And another woman has a dog that pulls loose from her about once a week and runs like crazy for this house to see Mikey. I told her that was a good thing because at least she knew where it was, it wasn't running all over the neighborhood. Makes it ez for her to get her dog back. The dog is Mitzy, and she has another called Missy. So they are Mikey, Missy, and Mitzy. Yuck. At least one of the women yesterday remarked that he was so good but must be partly because of me. And it is. I am easy going and don't get upset with him. I see him as being well behaved and he is. Not super obedient, but well behaved. This is not applicable to puppy years. Aussies and borders are hopeless as pups. But at about 2 1/2 they start to shift into another gear. He nibbles on my arm but does not bite. I can see other people every day kind of making their dogs crazy, afraid they will do something, and so they do.

Dirty Disher said...

Your pain treatments sound like mine. Mikey sounds really nice. That dog whisperer guy talks about training dogs like that. What you said, about expecting him to be nice, so he is. Yeah, I believe that has a lot to do with how most dogs behave. On the other hand, I am pet nervous around other people, yet most of my pets have never been a problem. I suck at training anything, but, I'm good at being there. Like, a LOT. I like having them with me and being close. It makes me feel safer. Even a cat can make you feel safer. I dunno shit really, I just love animals and think they're, in general, better than most people. I also like playing rough with them, which prob explains why I've had mostly big dogs and lots of wild animals.

Angie said...

Speaking of the house...are you ready to post some updated photos?

Dirty Disher said...

It's not much to look at. Just drywall and bathroom stuff going in. Next week maybe, the bath will be done. I had to get new fixtures. I couldn't find the vintage.