Fictionalize Yourself

Everybody's miserable, especially the :kitty:s. Very little to do inside, but outside it's very hot and humid (temperature around 90 F., heat index around 100 F.) Stepping outside saps everything out of you, so going to the Farmers Market's out (much to everyone's disappointment.) Cold everything's on the menu, including homemade tea granita. Unfortunately, there's only so many times one can watch a Maru the :kitty: or a Stationmaster Tama the :kitty: video before one wants to "borrow" Wren's heavy weaponry.

We got hellos from the snow spirits (they're in Antarctica, having a blast [crazy snow spirits].) One of them said that he has sent a surprise, but refuses to disclose what it is, even to me. Needless to say, I'm a bit :mad: about that.

Ah, I guess the "entertainment" at the Market is grateful that we're not showing up (or showing them up.)

Oops, gotta go. :kitty: fight, and I've gotta treat a few human/oid injuries. :rolleyes:

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
We had some excitement yesterday coming home from the dentist's office.

Most of the guys went to see a new dentist (several of them found out that I have a strong gag reflex because the dentist couldn't get an x-ray taken because I would start reacting violently once I started clenching down on the film) and a few chatted with him in his first language (much to his delight.) We're thinking of keeping him as our dentist until further notice.

Anyway, our ride home for some of us was a trial in keeping ourselves from killing the driver. He was making blatantly racist/discriminatory remarks about African Americans, Chinese, Japanese and Jews. The only group not represented in his passengers was the African Americans. I whispered to FeiLong that Tao was waiting at home, diverting his mind from assassinating the driver right then and there, then I whispered to Asami (who was also thinking of putting a bullet through his brain) that Dunhill and Takaba were waiting for him. Suoh just repeated to himself, "Tiger Lily's waiting for me. Tiger Lily's waiting for me."

I finally called the driver's supervisor after having had enough of his BS (I hope he lost his job [I know, I know. "Not a nice thought to have in this job market."].) Oh, and Wren did something to his GPS system and his meter.

I made something that the guys adored: ginger soda. It's a simple syrup infused with fresh ginger and a pinch of salt, cooled, then mixed with cold lemon seltzer. Most couldn't get enough of it. It went well with the dim sum that FeiLong, Yoh and Tao supervised. Asami mixed the ginger syrup with chilled vodka (he apologized to me for imbibing such a cocktail, but I reassured him that, after the taxi ride, I would've poured myself a nice set of Moscow Mules if not for the fact that I'm on medication.) Dunhill sniffed her servant's drink before settling down on his shoulder.

Oops, gotta go. I have to look through the most recent contracts with the Tutoring Center for next academic year.

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
Asami, Takaba, Kazumi, Kirishima, FeiLong, Tao, Yoh, Albert and Ranmaru got an interesting long-distance phone call from Japan. The sensei decided to call them, to hear their voices and their opinions about the stories she writes. Since it was conducted in Japanese, I couldn't figure out what they were saying (not that it was any of my business....)

The Kuba brothers are trying to calm down (an incident with an idjit driver driving the wrong way on a one-way street.) They nearly ran into a woman and her babies while attempting to avoid the other driver. The younger twin called the license plate number of the Hummer 2 while the elder brother took evasive action (Yun helped by feeding all of the information he could recall offhand.)

Oh, and everybody here wishes the American father delegation a happy Fathers Day ( :kitty:s, too. :D) We're going to celebrate later today (which reminds me, I've got to start on another batch of gingered lemonade [DON'T ASK].)

Gotta go. :kitty: invasion. :eek:

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The Wednesday outing was embarrassing because the scheduled "entertainment" at the Farmers Market was upstaged by my guys. Again. Anyway, we practically bought out the honey vendor (again.) Roughly $100 (American) traded hands just at that booth.

The kettle corn vendor was there, too (he wasn't as "enthusiastic" today, which was fine by most of the "clan".)

I was chewed out by several of the guys on the way home because they noticed I wasn't acting "right", so they demanded that I go pick up something at the store, accompanied by Kei, Suoh and I forget who else. A nice fresh melon and berry "cup" (pieces of fresh watermelon, cantaloupe, honeydew, pineapple, sliced strawberries, whole blueberries, raspberries and seedless red grapes) along with some chocolate milk got me back on track. Before my snack, Kei asked to see my sugar level, which was a tad low. Suoh started the royal chew-out, Kei calling the rest of the "clan" (who carried on the chewing out when I stepped into the complex.)

The one that brought the whole "discussion" to a close was Belinda: "If you won't take care of yourself, why should I take care of myself?" Dead silence thick enough to hold up a spork.

Oh, and I found out why I was a tad low: heat and exertion (we walked to the market instead of taking a bus.) I now have to bring something to drink whenever we go to the markets. Doctors' orders.

Speaking of which: Bed. :rolleyes:

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Suoh is in the kitchen, experimenting with different fruit combinations that could be transported with little to no trouble. So far I've counted roughly 20, one of them soaked in green tea (Asami liked that one, although it's not traditionally Japanese.) He (Suoh) didn't want to try making ice cream sandwiches right now because it was a tad hot in the kitchen, plus he thought it would be nice to have something I could have "just in case" (thoughtful lad. :D)

We've been inside most of the day, singing along with the radio and some of the songs that Daiba and I have bookmarked on our computers. A few of the neighbors hated it, but it was because we didn't have any "good" music (gangsta crap) and the apartment manager hated it because, well, it was the "clan" (he doesn't like the fact that we have :kitty:s running around free.)

The upstairs neighbor let us know how his doberman's doing
(a brand new Frisbee to chase if/when they're "in the mood") and thanked us again for giving him the contact info for our "outside" vet. He's also putting ice cubes in the dog's water (his air conditioner's fried, they're on the second floor with a south-facing window, and the dog can't take off the fur coat.) The vet called the landlord and gave them a piece of his mind (from what I hear.) They're getting a brand-new one (or so I hear, again.)

Dunhill got an extra treat today because she got the doctors' attention concerning Belinda. Wren got her to Children's before it got too bad. Yuki went with her, leaving his wife with their son (they didn't need to go) but kept in contact. Turned out that she had a couple of blood clots that needed addressing. She'll be there over the weekend, but she's in good hands (or is it paws? ;))

Gotta go. Frisky :kitty:s.

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
We just got back from the dentist (a much better driver this time) and I have to go back in about three weeks to complete the cleaning. Suoh brought one of his experiments for me to eat afterward (a veggie salad of carrots, sliced water chestnuts and bell peppers, marinated in an Asian-style sesame dressing) which was welcome after having a rather terrible time of it with my very strong gag reflex. Anyway, a couple of the ladies flirted a bit with the big guy (Suoh's face = :eek:) and his boss, Asami, made fun of the fact until he was on the receiving end....

Tao had a hard time of it himself, slipping into his particular dialect of Chinese. The assistant working on him reassured him in the same language (turns out that it was her first language, too) and FeiLong relaxed enough to have his pearly whites cleaned. I think they (the staff) made a note in their (Tao's and FeiLong's) charts to have that particular assistant working whenever the Dragon and his "son" have an appointment.

The prince was "popped" a couple of times by the "old men" ("Why should I let a commoner look inside my mouth?" *pop*) and the :kitty:s popped him a few times each because he grumbled over a couple of teeth that need to be pulled. He should be grateful that it was only a couple of teeth (a kid there needed eight pulled {no more cheap "juice" or "meals" for him in the foreseeable future}.) He's also getting fitted for braces (I think that's his main worry.)

Oh, and a "lady" propositioned several of the guys outside the dentist's office (no takers, though.) Hirato and Yogi detained her until the city's cops came by to pick her up (vice squad.) The cops called her by her first name (a "frequent flyer", I guess, :rolleyes:) and went through "the routine" before addressing the two from Circus. She realized she was busted when the senior officer referred to Hirato as "Hirato-sama", deferring to him. The guys had to go to seventh district HQ after their appointments, but they were home before the "dinner bell" sounded.

Ah, thanks, Subaru. The tinned food is in the cabinet under and to the right of the sink.

Oh, we're making nice "hiding holes" for the :kitty:s and the dogs since we're so close to the fireworks that it's best to have safe/secure places for them since they can't wear hearing protection. Tovarish spent most of last night under the bed because of the display for the opening night of the "local" music festival. Each "hole" will have food, water, toys and a bed (sanitary facilities are in a separate ventilated area, but we're providing tunnels to/from the hiding places.)

Gotta go.

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Daiba's been quite busy in his cave, upgrading his computer's security system. Seems he read about hackers who have broken into several computer systems, "injected" some malware that stole passwords and other information on the computers, then stole large sums of money from several places, including a small town, a library and a church. We don't have much in terms of money, but we have so many different people here that could be "used" in order to steal from a third party that Daiba decided to upgrade his personal system and suggested that Wren and Mieu undergo a diagnostics on their internal systems. Sometimes paranoia has its uses... :rolleyes:

The hiding holes are ready for tomorrow, and the Turkish Vans are enjoying a kiddie pool that was set up for them to beat the heat (the human/oids have been taking advantage of the university's pools, taking turns.) Several of the guys had to run away from female students (they forgot to bring yakutas to use as cover-ups.)

Everybody participated in a "if it's a no-cooking required recipe, MAKE/EAT IT" potluck. Several enjoyed the gazpacho that I provided (first time most of them tried it, so it came as a surprise.) I guess roasting the chilies really helped make it palatable, too. Suoh made marinated fresh strawberries that he served on store-bought lemon angel food cake. Asami even liked it, and he loathes sweets.

Ah, gotta go. Several :kitty:s are investigating the lairs for tomorrow, and a few fights have broken out.

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
The :kitty:s and dogs have extricated themselves from the lairs (that's the problem with living real close to where the city sets off the fireworks display: noise/percussion.) Nai wore his hearing protection (which someone tried to steal, but found himself face-to-face with a few angry women from "the clan".) He surrendered to police (and not Circus!)

Seishiro had some "fun" yesterday, too, at someone else's expense (Subaru didn't stop him [whether or not he even made an attempt is another story].) We ended up with several more :kitty:s because of the (now-deceased) victim of Seishiro's wrath.

Oh, and we finally got our "care package" from Antarctica: Australian chocolates, including Freddie Frogs, Cherry Ripes, koala-shaped filled chocolates and several others I can't name off the top of my head. The kids/"kids" tore into the boxes like there was no tomorrow. Oh, and there were other sweets from there, too. The candy's and pastries are in storage (just like we do it during Halloween and Easter) and we're sending a care package for them, too (summer fruit and other stuff from the farmers markets.)

Oops, gotta go. The new additions are begging for attention, and it feels like we're going to have more in "the clan", too. *scream heard on the other side of the galaxy*

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
There's going to be a few kids around here that won't soon forget mugging Emma, Ryogo and the rest of the "pilots" and a few "rides" (the wanzers.) You see, unless one has the actual codes for the wanzer, you could have the "keys" but go abso-freaking-lutely nowhere because the mech will shut itself down. The muggers still have the "keys", but they don't have the "keys."

Ryogo met the drummer for Def Leppard and gave him a ride he'll never forget (this was before the muggings.) The guy had to change his trousers before going on stage, even though the pants he had on during the ride were the ones he wanted to wear during the concert (wanzers can do that to the general public, even without the weapons.)

We're :mad: at the apartment manager right now. The a/c isn't working, and the :kitty:s and dogs are suffering moreso than the humanoids, plus there are people who are heat-sensitive due to medications (Belinda immediately springs to mind.) Yuki's having "Uncle Wren" fly her to Children's Hospital to make sure she doesn't succumb. The yakuza and Baishe members are currently discussing how to deal with the a$$tard while the onmyoujin are being a bit too secretive for my comfort.

Speaking of yakuza... Our latest influx. One of them has an "interesting" right forearm (as in it can be a regular forearm or a high-powered weapon with limitless ammo.) I had to break some news to him that he doesn't have the most powerful firepower (Wren does [hand cannons], which is why he has to go to the the tanks' firing range.) Took him aback that he wasn't the most powerful, but those are the breaks...

Uh-oh. Seishiro's casting. Gotta go and fast.

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Everybody's enjoying the pools right now except for Daiba (who will go swimming later on today) and myself. Several of the new guys found out about the interesting system we have up for "spycams" (several guys extract the cameras, Yun "scans" the serial numbers, and Daiba runs a search on whose cameras they are, then the "security team" goes after the offenders while Takaba gets a new camera or two for his collection.)

The wanzer pilots got their keys back (they are more than grateful for that) and they ran a few errands in them. Several of the kids who went on the crime spree either turned themselves in or their parents turned them in. Ryogo's sent an e-mail to the guy he escorted to the stage via mecha that he's welcome to take the "passenger seat" anytime he wants, perhaps learn how to pilot the walking tank at some point in the future. I can't wait to find out what the response is going to be....

The :kitty:s are taking it easy due to the heat and humidity (too bad they aren't allowed on public transportation or in public buildings other than almost all vet offices, a few buildings on campus, and a few hotels [at least as long as one makes prior arrangements].) The "clan" is "borrowing" them to thaw out frozen vegetables (it's a way to keep them cool and help make dinner at the same time. :D)

Uh-oh. Looks like a Gatling gun's about to be used. Gotta go.

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
Poor Jin has an appointment with a psychologist later this week. Why? you ask?

Last week Wednesday some of us were supposed to have teeth extracted, but the surgeon was inept, at the very least. Anyway, he (the surgeon) did something to Tao that :mad: FeiLong, and the yakuza and the triad members "went to town" with all but one staff person at the clinic. I mean the only restriction was that there wasn't to be any killings (can't really learn from one's mistakes if one is dead, y'know.) Four hours later, the yakuza and triad were still at it, and the victims finally had stopped screaming because they slipped into unconsciousness.

Takaba found out that the surgeon was dealing street drugs out of his office, too (Wren and Mieu were the ones who analyzed the packages both Takaba and Gareki found in a couple of wall safes.) Hirato and Yogi informed their contacts in that particular precinct of the stashes of marijuana, cocaine, heroine, LSD, Ecstasy and several other illegal drugs found while Takaba took photos of the safes (why would a dentist need to have these drugs? I mean, marijuana's used for certain eye diseases and for cancer, but a dental surgeon...)

Mad Dog Majima was grinning like a :kitty: with the deed to the regional dairy after the "party" ended (there's a d@mn good reason he's called "Mad Dog", and not because of his tattoo.) He encountered the surgeon's supplier's "mule" and "took turns" with his underlings on the "mule" (when roughly twenty guys each take a turn on somebody, it's not pretty, especially when one of the twenty is very sadistic to the point of borderline psychotic.) It was around this time that poor Jin broke after four hours of nonstop screaming (Mon, Zen, Yun, Balsa and Tanda nearly broke, too.)

Anyway, the surgeon's going in for several drug counts and Jin (who is a rather passionate/empathic/sympathetic person) is going to the same person I used to go to (he's both Seya's and Asami's therapist.) I think he (the psychologist) is going to take classes in Japanese (if he hasn't already) so he can communicate with them on their level. Oh, and Jin has a scrip for a medication to help drown out the audio nightmares he's having.

Oops, gotta go. Jin is asking me some questions he should've asked the pharmacist, so I have to help him look up the answers.

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
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A couple of cars lost arguments with a wanzer today. Why? you ask?

Well, the drivers stopped inside the crosswalk, effectively blocking any and all pedestrians. Unfortunately, the hoods/bonnets of the vehicles were sticking out in the paths of the wanzers, and the initial one was the "insect-like" one (as in, it has six "legs".) Three of the "feet" effectively put the engines out of commission.

Oh, and we ran across the young assistant from the oral surgeon's office. She's looking for a new job (her previous employer fired her for calling his ability to read x-rays into question [mine, in particular].) She noticed on the film of the left side of my mouth three molars on top, which would seem to mean that there was still a tooth #17 which he claimed was actually #16. Oh, and his supplier was :mad: that one of the mules was cruelly used by several people. I wonder how he'd feel if he found said mule after losing an argument with a Gatling gun...

Jin and Seya have coordinated their meds time, plus they've gotten some pheasant snack sticks to eat with them as well as some more mushroom salsa (next time, I'm picking up a large jar of it because my friends Tyler and America ate the entire small jar of it in one sitting.) We (meaning the entire "clan") bought out the kettle corn guy and picked up several sandwich bentos. I picked up a huge jar of basswood honey as well as a small bottle of spring blossoms honey and six flavored honey straws (two cinnamon, two sour strawberry and two sour raspberry.) Toya bought Saya a nice Friendship quilt from an Amish booth which Madame Torugai, Balsa, Tanga and Shuga all admired.

Oops, gotta go. Fiesty :kitty:s are sniffing around the pheasant summer sausages.

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The lady who is helping me with my apartment met several of "the clan", including a few of the vampires, Wren, Shuga, the hunters, Asami (aka "the Ba$tard"), Kirishima, Kazumi, FeiLong, Yoh, Sabin and Locke. Well, needless to say, she was a bit overwhelmed by them (broke a glass, cutting herself, which created a bit of a stir with the vampires, but they kept themselves under control.) The :kitty:s, on the other hand, hid like they are wont to when their territory's invaded by temporary newcomers.

There are a few vehicles that are out of commission due to losing arguments with wanzers (hoods/bonnets tend to lose against the full weight of a tank, walking or otherwise.) It was worse for one driver who was so bloody impatient with the driver ahead of him (she stopped at the proper area and he kept honking his horn, earning a cleaved front end via an axe from an irate wanzer pilot [who could've used a missile, but chose to be a bit more direct with her displeasure].) Needless to say, several people who were in too much of a hurry to abide by either common courtesy or simple traffic laws ended up going nowhere, fast.

There's going to be another airshow this weekend, and "the clan" is going, complete with hearing protection for those with sensitive hearing. We're also going to the Farmers Market (poor farmers and entertainment!) Luckily, Majima's not performing (he's rather talented when it comes to using shotguns, not so much when it comes to singing/dancing/acting.) We're supplying ourselves with ice water since it's much less expensive than the stuff they sell at either venue, plus we can add whatever we want to our own beverages (except questionable substances.)

Oops, gotta go. Furred noses are poking out from various hiding places.

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
Shuga was busted yesterday afternoon for soliciting (several of "the clan" popped him one for being a stupid idiot, including all of the :kitty:s.) Lucky for him that several of the guys pulled their "pops" or he would be in the same situation as Keigo was with the rare earth magnets. He said that the prince told him to do it, and I asked, "If the prince told you to pour a canister of salt directly into your eyes, would you do it? Or would you bend over in front of Ryoutou-sensei if the prince told you to?"

Wren also encountered something that I won't soon forget: a Rule 34 Keebler elves amateur drawing. I mean, there went one of the vestiges of my childhood.

Oh, and there was some excitement today: most of the recall elections were held (only two or three remain for next week.) One jerk asked us if we were voting, and I responded, "Take a good look and a good listen to them. They aren't American citizens, and I'm a convicted felon. There's no way I can vote, either." It was almost as good as the discussion with a telemarketer who was selling auto insurance policies ("I can't drive, and the closest to a driver I live with would have a difficult time explaining to the police since she's a grey tabby.")

Oops, gotta go. The grey tabby demands my attention.

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
Onhe upon a time there was a little kingdom called variously the land of ten thousand elephants or the land of oz. One night Tiny and few fwllows shared more than a little duty-free scotch and several ladies. In a land where five eight was tall, Tiny was quite content as he and Sword and the others wandered back to the overnight barracks at Wattnay outside the Capital.
They said goodnight to Paksha, a Colonel in the Kingdom's Army and one of 86 children of Ouane, a high ranking general who had sent Paksha to Notre Dame for college. He escorted the Americans a lot when they were in town.
About four in the morning all hell broke loose--firing of everything from pistols to howitzers for next door to the edge of the city and beyond. Tiny and his buddies rolled onto the floor, grabbed their weapons and high tailed it out into the standard bunker behind the hooch.
Looking around, barrels pointing in every direction, the little group grogally came to the realization this was no attck. Instead every single man in Vientaine with a weapon was firing it off... at nothing at all.
Paksha was standing, legs apart (a stance just like Geaorge C Scott 6 years later in Patton), firing his M1911 into the sky. Looking up Tiny and the boys saw a red sky and a quarter-moon. Funny, they had seen a full m oon while they were out at the Purple Porpoise earlier.
Pakse was shouting something in T'ai... something "like help help". He was usually so adroit in English, even when telling jokes about the upland tribes (a common enough passtime among the Frenchophile, T'ai speaking Lowlanders). The Sword began chuckling. The chuckle turned into a roar of a laugh as he translated "Help me, we've got to kill the frog before he swallows the Moon!"
The usual explanation for an eclipse amongst the uplanders was that a frog was eating the Sun or Moon. A thousand years of living in the midst of those shamanistic peoples had infected the Lowlanders, even Tri-lingual Colonels.

All I knowis that I had to make arrangements to replace the three months of ammunition expended in that two hours.

Pax et amore vincunt omnia. Radarmark
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Once upon a time the Lord of the Manor wished to make Himself clear to His People. A messenger named Mercer bent down to the Lord's lips and heard Him make His wish known. Mercer tried to leave the Throneroom, but was blocked by all the Intermediaries who stood around the Lord listening to every Word. Finally forcing his way into the Waitingroom, Mercer found it filled to overflowing with Learned Men who awaited on the Intermediaries to come out and explain the Lord's wishes to them.

Mercer could not force his way through this crowd so he jumped up onto a windowledge. From there Mercer saw that the Upper Courtyard was so filled with those awaiting on the Learned Men to come out and expalin the Intermediaries wishes to them that men and women literally could not move. But in not moving, that left open a path to the Castle Wall is only one was small enough.

Mercer, knowing the Lord's message was important and knowing the Power of the Lord was unquestioned within the Castle, Prayed that he could assume some smaller form to get through to the Castle Wall. Miraculously Mercer was turned into a homely toad. But as such he could plop down into the Upper Courtyard where he weaved between all the motionless feet of all the women and men awaiting the Learned Men to get to the Castle Wall.

Figuring he was pretty light given his size (being large across and pretty thin top to bottom) Mercer climed the Wall and lept off. He thought it took forever to glide down the Castle Wall where he landed in a canebreak. He prayed to be returned to his former form, but as he was no longer within the Castle the Lord could not help him.

For many years Mercer led the live of a toad, hunting insects and borrowing into the dirt. One day a dog came by and picked Mercer up in his mouth, to eat him. But the dog could not come to eat the toad who was Mercer and took him back to his Master who was asleep in dream-time. One the Master woke up he looked to His dog and saw the quiet in his eyes. The Master then licked the toad who was Mercer and thus was the Lord's message communicated.

Pax et amore vincunt omnia.:p
 
I got so fed up today with some of "the clan"'s shenanigans that I've devised a new punishment system: herding :kitty:s. The transgressor/s have to get every last one of the :kitty:s where we want/need them to go, not where they demand. Oh, and neither weapons nor magic are allowed in this exercise.

So far, ten had to herd the :kitty:s, and failed in their mission statements. Majima tried to get his underlings to help him, but found himself relatively all alone with the other transgressors (Chii gave him the hardest time out of his group, escaping long enough to let the others scatter before getting caught.)

Anyway, the results of the first round of recall elections was no change. Now, we have the second round (hopefully no change here too, but we'll see.) What I'm really hoping for is the governor to be kicked out as well as the most recently elected judge to the state's supreme court (the governor for being incompetent in most things, the judge for being unstable [one doesn't physically attack another just because of a verbal disagreement].)

Oh, and we received a letter in the mail concerning Asami, Jin and Seya. Their health insurance provider has dropped their therapist and their psychiatrist (as well as the clinic) from their rolls. Asami was so :mad: that he went with Wren, Kei and Suoh to the shooting range, using up a case of ammo between the three regular-weapons users (seems that Asami's rapport with the therapist was quite beneficial and calming whenever he had to go through sessions concerning his assault, and now that rug was pulled out from under him.) Dunhill avoided Asami until after he showered and changed clothes due to the smell of burned gunpowder while Tiger Lily kept a bit of physical distance between her slave and herself (although she kept him within visual range, including in the shower and while changing.)

Oops, gotta go. Seems that there's going to be more :kitty: herding tonight, Keigo being one of the herders.

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The guys increased the :kitty: and dog population.

Why?

"Because." :rolleyes:

Turns out that an anonymous benefactor in the outside community was donating $100 per legitimate adoption from the Wisconsin Humane Society to the aforementioned agency. The vets checked each and every animal before giving the "go-ahead", plus they made sure each person adopting got the proper stuff for each adoptee.

Clair was cute with the former feral tom she picked up (he'd never win a beauty contest, that's for sure, with his trimmed ears, deformed right forepaw and missing left eye [lost to either a fight or to "human mischief"].) She picked up a squeaky catnip mouse toy that she just dropped right in front of him and watched him tear into it like it was a demon from her world and he was a Claymore warrior.

Sakuya picked up a cat that was from a kitten mill and is teaching him how to play. The :kitty: was kept in such poor conditions that his paws are pretty much mangled (the vets are ready to amputate if necessary in the foreseeable future) and his fur is starting to come back. Dunhill, Tovarish, Chii and Softened Tiger are assisting the lead singer of Lucifer in teaching his :kitty: how to play (taking turns, naturally, so he won't be overwhelmed by strangers.) Right now Tovarish is teaching him the best way to get a good look outside (by ruining the blinds even more. :rolleyes:)

Oops, gotta go. Seishiro's casting... :eek:

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Yesterday we bought out the apple guy (again) as well as a couple who sell pheasant products and a lady who sells honey. I also picked up an aloe vera plant (works great on burns [not sure about cuts] plus it's practically renewable if properly taken care of [keep out of the reach of inquisitive :kitty:s].)

Had to replenish my perishables, too (wish I could be like Wren or the Dragon of Kansai [the guy with the "interesting" right forearm].) I hated the fact that four half gallon bottles of milk went bad (only one can be used in cooking/baking, the others were flavored milk [one was double chocolate, one was chocolate malted and the third was root beer flavored, therefore :vomit:].) The fresh grapes and the fresh blueberries needed a shave if you ken my meaning, and the cheese was rendered inedible. I'm hoping to be able to pick up tinned or dried fruit instead (I'm afraid to pick up fruit juice lest we have wine/vinegar.)

Oops, gotta go. Another victim of turned food.

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine
 
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