LOL. This is the face Trix gives when Bobby tries to cuddle with her. He never gets as far as this kitty before she runs away in fear. And he takes up her whole spot…
Video of Tokyo’s Famous White Otter Pup, Haku
The Sunshine City aquarium atop a high-rise building in downtown Tokyo has a new star in four-month-old river otter Haku. Greeting visitors either on a leash or from a bag, the 3 lb “Haku”, whose name itself means white, is distinctly white even at her current age. While river otters are born with white fur, by the time they’ve reached Haku’s age nearly all have turned into the normal black. For visitors, Haku’s appeal is instant as handlers walk her around the park. Others said the chance to see a river otter, and especially a rarer white otter up so close, was a rare opportunity. The aquarium has seven river otters, including Haku, and while she isn’t yet old enough to be put on display normally with the rest of the adult otters, she’s busy entertaining visitors on her daily walks.
OMG. If I ever wanted to walk around with an otter….Wait, I always wanted to do that, but this gal is unreal. And rainy today, how awesome would it be to walk around with a baby otter?! Seriously. All I got is a couple monster dogs (compared to this munchkin); annoying cats (one is sitting on my arm while I work and type) and the rat that would not go away on this morning’s walk. This big ass rat had a whole block to leave. If it wasn’t cold and raining with my 14 yo already tired, I would have run the other way. Little fucker just sat in these people’s (YIKES!) doorway and watched us, after running back and forth across the street in front of us like 10 times. Every time I thought he was gone=NOPE!!! Literal rat bastard. Awesome way to start a rainy/snowy/dark and miserable day. So gross. Back to this little otter. Cutest.
A guy stopped me in the food store today to ask me about cat treats. So weird, right? My outfit was totally devoid of pet hair and I wasn’t in my cat sweater or dog shirts (I had just changed out of one of those, in reality :). Anyway, he asked me what treats cats like. My cats don’t like anything. I showed him what they had that was among the more popular.
He started talking about the chicken jerky he was getting his dogs. Obviously, I wasn’t letting that go, and he approached me as a stranger out of the blue. So I had to tell him: how easy it is to get safe treats.
1. Look at where they are made. The print might be little, but the risk is huge. Oh. Made in USA, sweet. It might be small, but it is always there. If it says China, proceed to next treats, it is not worth the gamble. A few cents saved isn’t going to be really comforting when you are in the emergency room or much much worse. Ever pay for ashes? It’s not cheap. And it is heartbreaking.
See? It’s in the right hand corner with a handy flag.
2. Then check the ingredients. There should be no corn, wheat or soy and as few ingredients as possible. All things you can immediately understand.
Look! That one has both in one place. Made in Minnesota, with all kinds of good stuff. We are on low protein for the dogs, treatwise, so these are perfect. These are Good Dog blueberry cobbler treats by Sojos.
The others are Sweet potato flavor and my dogs love Buddy Biscuits. Let’s see those ingredients:
See how easy that was? They don’t cost an arm and a leg or I would be typing with my face right now. If that is too much responsibility, find a local pet shop (like The Philly Pack Pet Shop here in my neighborhood) where you trust the owners to have the stuff that not only won’t kill your pet, but that your pups and kits will love and be even healthier for….Or just buy online from a brand you like and trust and has these two tiny requirements….
Oh, here is the front of the good dog treats, they are tiny bones, so great for training and walking without adding tons of calories, etc.
This is not what I think anyone would call extra effort. Especially when it’s their lives and health. For me, it’s piece of mind. And I really love bringing treats home, so it’s that too. Plus, cutest boxes! But obviously, that is not the point….
She loves this super little guy. He’s about one and so little. But a serious badass. i tried like ten times to get pictures, this should show you both how much fun he is and what most of the pics looked like.
He even gets Rocky on the run. So cool, he is long like a doxy but has a cute little head and soft medium length fur. There is no telling what he is made of, besides a lot of spunk (sorry) and some big ones. He owns Trixie, who has to be like 4 times his weight and size.
Then like today jerky guy with poodle comes in and starts getting rid of all the branches/awesome sticks. He almost had a heart attack when trix tried to catch one of them. I don’t like to leave for dicks like that on principle, but confrontation before 7 am is really not great for me. Also, I have told him off a couple times til he had no words left. And he seriously deserves dirty paws on his stupid morning khakis and blazer. WTF? I hate him. Pretty sure that’s why Trix is a dick right back to him and his dog. . See? Morning hate leads nowhere good….
Not usually one for sappy videos, but this one? So much adorable. Oh, and the kids too. From The Unexpected Pit Bull. I think it’s one thing where people with prejudices really miss out. My dog is her very best self with kids, it’s a pretty insane transformation. Calm, amazingly tolerant and just so gentle and sweet. (She’s always sweet, just not always so gentle with her excitable nature :) ) Many, many people with pit bulls and mixes, etc. have told me the same thing about their own blockheaded muttley.
Pit Bull Puppy Snoring Laying on his back (by Bill Griffith)
Looks very familiar and very much like someone I know….
1. The thing I say most to my insane maniac dog while walking is “Don’t be a dick.” (coming in 2nd, after she is, in fact, the aforementioned dick- “Are you on drugs?”) Brilliant.
2. Last night this dog I never saw before was stalking Trixie and she was PISSED. I switched her to the outside and explained to this total stranger in a helpful almost apologetic (hard for me) way that my dog was a hypocrite. I must have sounded like a real expert dog behavioristical type person using such fancy dog related terminology. (it was weird, the lady looked scared of her own dog and mine and her dog was crazy fat, which is also weird around here..thank god i acted so normally with calming words to put her at ease)
3. Today I told her that she might want to try being good one day because she just might like it and people will pet her more. It is logical. I am sure she totally got it, right?
4. I like to put stuff on her because it helps her to act more like a lady. And because I like not carrying stuff and people laughing when they see her. Seriously. I am a bringer of joy to the neighborhood. She gets way more attention when she is all backpacked up. Hopefully they don’t notice her eyes pleading for help.
5. I reward her as much for acting funny as I do for behaving like the a lady. Because let’s be real. I appreciate those in my life who are funny the most (kidding. mean it.) and if I waited to reward her for the rare ladylike occasion, poor girl would be skin and bones.
I feel so powerful. Not really. It’s just that I am always hauling ass to get out of there when a little dog person comes. It seems small dog run means the run size, not necessarily that it is only for small dogs. The posted rules equally say Senior, Small and physically challenged dogs have priority. I feel like Rocky is two of them. Too bad mentally challenged isn’t in there, then Trix and I would qualify too.
But HEY little dog people, you can’t clear me out just because you have a little dog. It never fails that when some overdressed whorebag in heels makes me get out of the small park that they stay for 2 seconds (because they have one little boring dog and heels on) and then leave or go into the big side. Waste.
My dogs and I play in there. Fun and exercise and all. Like the whole purpose of the park. Put your dog back in your pocket and get back to your stupid office job in your slutty morning getup. Can you tell I like anything that gives me the slightest power? But for real, I WIN NOW. I always was so contrite getting out of there like I was doing something illicit. NOPE. We are on what we will call for their sake a level playing field. I guess our basic park rights are equal, but come on. I have the high ground, brain and arguing-wise. I am indignant before I even get there…..
So, I was out walking right when the storm was supposed to be making landfall. And it was the nicest weather of the day so far. I had pics of the skyline but it disappeared from my phone and email. This new phone is a huge pain in the ass. Rocky is too. He so loves this weather he was just strolling about. He would start to get down to business and then like the wind would blow or a leaf would fall a block away and he was all distracted. I walked by my own house twice just to give him more chances.(A creepy capt. obvious walked by and said it’s the calm…etc. normally I would have been like, whoa, slow down being so original, but he was super creepy).
Trix was not happy. I couldn’t get a good picture of her she was either sitting and crying so loud or just looking around. Probably for a nice person to get her in out of the weather. At least she looked cute, right? So the only pic left is Grays Ferry, it was a super wind tunnel. We stayed for like half a block, but I knew Rocky would be too distracted by the wind and Trixie is afraid if trees move. What a mismatched bunch. I was fine, but still have tons of work to do, so I wasn’t psyched walking around.
And there was a Peco truck shutting down a block of Bainbridge, I was like NUH UH. Not yet, no way. Not cool Peco or Bainbridge. I can’t believe that everything is closed around here. It’s worse than snowmageddon a few years ago (3?).
Going to make everyone leftovers and watch nothing because the goddamn networks are pulling their new episodes. Bullshit. I feel like more people will be home watching tv. Power outages should not be too bad until much later (post East Coast prime time anyway). Even Bravo is repeats. WTF. Oh well, time to eat again. It goes like this: Go out, get soaked, get changed, launder/dry everything. Eat. Repeat.
Here is my state of the art hurricane preparation. I remembered as I was going to buy batteries that I had a ton of candles and I have LANTERNS! I am almost hoping (NOT AT ALL TV, don’t believe it) for a power outage so I can get old timey on its ass with my freaking lanterns. The one remnant from living with that dude who was always bringing random old or old looking crap home. But I swear these were from Pottery Barn….Like that Friends episode where Rachel got that big chest from Pottery Barn and then made up a whole story for Phoebe. He wasn’t that original, so I am calling this a Friends related hoax. Which is stupid and was obviously done to piss me off since I would rather have had new stuff. Such a dick, that Jeff.
Anyway, I realized i didn’t need batteries because I have all these candles and lanterns and also(!) a reading light I have never used. (So I bought another emergency supply- $1 chocolate, it is a basic necessity). And buckets and containers of water, both for us to drink and for other uses. Dogs tags are in place, laundry is done and I am cooking in a few hours these awesome 2 bean sloppy (not) joes that can last for days. Dogs have cooked food for 3 days. Cats have tons of dry and canned. Carrier is out with all of our id and everything.
Ran 10 miles since 7 last night, so the beast is all tired and empty, rocky will need to go out again in a few hours. He will not be going out in the craziness of the storm (his choice, not mine)…My only problem now- What will i do for entertainment if/when satellite goes out? Should I download shows on my laptop? I am spoiled on last week’s homeland and dexter, but I haven’t actually watched them.
Conclusion: I am totally ready. This will probably be a two hour rain storm.