December Musings

I am getting to the point where I do not like Christmas. I hate the WAAAAAY overplayed music, everyone getting sick, trying to go grocery shopping and getting elbowed and kicked every which way cuz too many people are at the store, and don't get me started on shopping for gifts. Obnoxious! Because you gotta figure out what to get people and then you remember, "Oh well if I spend 20 bucks on everyone, I will be out a thousand bucks." Oops! Everything I want to get for people is like $300+ and it's like, they'll just have to settle for a crappy gift this year.... Secular Christmas as an adult sucks. You don't get to just count the days til THE day, you gotta figure out what to buy, how to afford it, how to hide the presents, wrap the suckers, buy a tree to put 'em under, and then feel bad that you couldn't afford to get everyone a little something. Christmas's value has basically de-evolved to being completely based off of the fact that a full-time employee can have a day off from work, so thank goodness I get to celebrate the best Gift of all or I would go a bit nuts. I guess what I really want this year is for Obama to be impeached from office, lower taxes, the good health of my family and friends, and a car with under 90,000 miles on it as opposed to almost 150,000. Oh, and to not get flipped off every morning on the way to work for only going 72mph on the freeway.

Merry Christmas everyone. ;)

Growing Family

I always thought that I wouldn't want to get anymore pets beside Molly. The hair from her alone was everywhere as it was. Lol. But we found ourselves in our new home with an EXTREMELY lonely pup. That's when we decided to get the boys. Sesmu and Bagheera are both attention nuts, thus the need to lock them out of our room at night. They both enjoy sleeping on faces and clawing those who dare to ignore them. Evil little cusses, but I love them. Lol. Having three animals in the house seemed more than enough pets, not to mention the pain of having a cat box (the main reason I never wanted any cats!!). Molly has been a lot better since they came. I no longer come home to a crying dog or anything in the house trashed beyond recognition. She now spends her day happily bullying the two cats and chasing/racing them up and down the stairs. Bagheera just takes the unannounced baths via Molly's tongue, but Sesmu likes to bat at Molly and join in on the races. **In case you're wondering why the cats have bizarre names, when I was reading up on Egyptian mythology, I found out that
Sesmu is the Egyptian demonic god who works for Anubis in the underworld, affectionately known as the "Slaughter of Souls." Lol. I couldn't resist, so I named him that. And everyone knows Bagheera is from The Jungle Book.**

My aunt's friend recently rescued a little one-year old German Shepherd and could not keep her, so my parents took her in for a few days. Poor Abby arrived newly spaded and "sicker than a dog." She is on antibiotics for her respiratory infection and drops for her ear infection, but it's nice to see her gain more energy every day and not cough so much. Not much is known about her history. She is not house trained AT all, does not know simple commands like "Sit" or "Down", and steals socks, shoes, shirts, etc. for a little chew time, so the popular belief is that she has been out on her own for awhile. Amazingly enough, she has the sweetest personality and, if allowed, would sleep at anyone's feet right on the bed. She drinks like an elephant and enjoys flipping the food bowl. Last night we found out about her fear of stairs. She could go up as long as someone was with her, but going down the stairs proved to be a problem.

Since Mom and Dad DEFINITELY do not need anymore pets, Evan and I offered to take her. Molly is going to get a little of her own medicine since Abby is quite talented at "leaning." It's going to be a pain in the butt potty training another puppy, but hopefully it will be worth it since Abby is pretty cute. Oh, my poor white carpets..... Goodbye. *Sigh.

**Update on Abby: Abby decided that she did want to live with Mom and Dad afterall, and while Dad is not thrilled, she is excited to be there and so am I. Lol.