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gemfyreGuy in a truck today decided he was exempt from indicating or checking to see if the lane was clear before changing into it, causing me to brake heavily and almost have a car up my ass. Lovely.
RSPCA again today. Seemed like the work got done really quick today. My pink shirt - now christened as my RSPCA shirt has even more white spots on it now. But I don't have as much of a bleach headache today.
It's amazing, you go in in the morning and all the cats are at the doors miaowing away, and one by one they shut up as you get their pens cleaned and - most importantly - feed them. They are only fed in the mornings which I find a little weird but they are on maintainence diet, I guess they only get as much as they need because they can't afford to feed them loads and chuck out most of it. They gobble the food as soon it's put down, then wash themselves, then curl up to sleep - well, most of them anyway.
Perry is a pretty tabby with a white underside, he's gorgeous, I'd take him home. Then there's Jeri the tortie who I didn't get to pat today because I didn't do her pen, who I am in love with as well. And of course there is Billy, a 3 year old ginger tabby. He is SUCH a smooch! I put his food down, showed it to him but he wasn't interested. All he wanted to do get attention. He'd reach up my leg and look at me in a "don't go!! Pat me!!" kinda way so I had to give him pats and scritches for a while until eventually I HAD to keep moving and do the other cats. Once he realised he'd get no more attention he ate.
Man as soon as the lease runs out here I am SOOOO looking for a cat friendly house.
You're Chile!
You're really skinny, and kind of bumpy in frame, but you're not as
rough a person as you used to be. You like long, long, long walks on the beach and
avoiding having your rights violated, just like anybody else does. You're even
willing to stand up to those with more power and influence than you, trying to bring them
to justice. Fight the man!
Take
the Country Quiz at the Blue Pyramid
RSPCA again today. Seemed like the work got done really quick today. My pink shirt - now christened as my RSPCA shirt has even more white spots on it now. But I don't have as much of a bleach headache today.
It's amazing, you go in in the morning and all the cats are at the doors miaowing away, and one by one they shut up as you get their pens cleaned and - most importantly - feed them. They are only fed in the mornings which I find a little weird but they are on maintainence diet, I guess they only get as much as they need because they can't afford to feed them loads and chuck out most of it. They gobble the food as soon it's put down, then wash themselves, then curl up to sleep - well, most of them anyway.
Perry is a pretty tabby with a white underside, he's gorgeous, I'd take him home. Then there's Jeri the tortie who I didn't get to pat today because I didn't do her pen, who I am in love with as well. And of course there is Billy, a 3 year old ginger tabby. He is SUCH a smooch! I put his food down, showed it to him but he wasn't interested. All he wanted to do get attention. He'd reach up my leg and look at me in a "don't go!! Pat me!!" kinda way so I had to give him pats and scritches for a while until eventually I HAD to keep moving and do the other cats. Once he realised he'd get no more attention he ate.
Man as soon as the lease runs out here I am SOOOO looking for a cat friendly house.
