Happy Monday to you
Happy Monday dear reader
Happy Monday to you!
I am so excited about today’s potluck. I have food! Left-overs, but yummy. I have cranberry and almond pasta salad with faux chicken. Not any faux chicken, but certified veggie Fri-Chik out of the can. Mmmmmm. You can’t get that from just any grocery store. I am also serving oodles of fresh fruit with marshmallow fluff and cream cheese dip. Mmmmm. Seriously people we are only going first class here.
I have written about how all God’s creatures seem to congregate around my house. Well last night was a first. This sweet creature arrived:
Huh? Is it a kitty? Is it a puppy? An armadillo wearing a fur coat?
Nope. That my friends is a skunk. A skunk curled up comfortably sleeping between my house and a very large digger toy.
Not any skunk, but the skunk that went through the dog door, ate dog food, sprayed the area and then went out to sleep on my back porch a mere 6 inches from where I took the picture through the glass door.
Hello? Are these creatures NOT reading my blog. Because I think I recently posted a lengthy list of what happened to PREVIOUS creatures who dared tread on Holly soil.
Let’s just say that he won’t be making that mistake again. Animal control came out and extracted him. Tomorrow we will find out if he has rabies. Oh goody! If he does then I will chronicle the 90 day house arrest my animals get to endure because they are NOT REGISTERED in my town. They have shots, but I didn’t fill out the proper paperwork which I am sure is going to lead to all sorts of fines. Fun stuff here at the Nirvana.
I promise the faux chicken is not skunk meat.
Regular potatoes and a VERY small watermelon.
Really now, does it get much better then the “What’s in Holly’s fruit bowl” segment?
Next time I go to Starbucks I am going to order this:
Venti, soy Chai tea latte in a cup that’s center of gravity is not at its rim, has a tight fitting lid, a cozy that doesn’t rest on the bottom of the cup and can’t be easily crushed by my bare hand in the act of being carried.
Crazy me. Wanting to actually consume my $4+ drink instead of wear it. BRING BACK THE OLD CUPS STARBUCKS.
Today the cat threw up in the living room. Rhett walked through it. Rhett had major tantrum when I removed his shoes to clean them (don’t ask. He is so attached to his shoes he wears them to bed…yes, with his PJs). I finally got him calm, cleaned his shoes and then started in on the carpet.
Ryan walks through and asks what all the commotion is about. Rhett says, “kitty puked”. *stop a minute…where did he learn that?*
Ryan says, “what is puked?” *whoa..not from Ryan!*
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Skunks, small watermelon, puking cats, crappy cups, a link to floating sandwiches and faux meat…
yummy.
altogether i hear it tastes just like chicken.
I heard that a skunk spraying in the house takes WEEKS to rid of odor. IS that not true?
You are going to have to stop putting up that vacancy sign out front.
KEEP BELIEVING
Well, there goes my theory (relayed to BOY tonight as a matter of fact) that there are NO skunks around HERE, BOY. Skunks are AFRAID of our DOGS. Apparently NOT.
You poor thing! Skunk and sprayed and cat puke and fake meat in a potluck…all in one day? Does sound like a Monday, doesn’t it?
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Shut UP. A skunk?? Curled up all snug-as-a…skunk? Shivers….
But now I’m also terribly hungry. But not so hungry that I could eat a skunk.
But that casserole? YuuuUM.
OMG!!! You my dear have one crazy life.. See you soo shouldv’e gone with me to the water park!!!! BTW I chickened out. Couldn’t get any of my so called “friends” to commit. Bunch of Wosseys. Ok I guess anyone who deals with skunk and cat puke int he same morning deserves a break.. i’ll let it slide AGAIN.. but next time…
My cat trapped a BAT in our old house.
After we (Andy)’d killed it, I called the vet to make sure the cat’s rabies shot was up to date. Uh, no. They wanted either the quarantine OR for me to bring in the bat’s head for testing.
I immediately changed my story to “Did I say caught a bat? I meant almost caught a bat”. Five years later the cat’s fine.
Fake food? Yuck? I like to avoid fake stuff and eat real stuff that I can pronounce. 2 of my boys get hyper if they have any artificial coloring/flavorings. Like bouncing off the walls, looks like they are on drugs, hyper. It takes 90 minutes or so to wear off.
Skunks- My dogs liked to play with skunks when we lived in the country. It took several times before they learned not to torment the poor skunks.
Shoes? You can find their shoes? My kids hate shoes and are always taking them off in strange places. Then I find the school aged kids shoes soaking wet near the sandbox after a rainstorm. Usually when we are running late and need to get in the van now, so they won’t be late for school.