Shadow seems to be hanging in there. She found Willow's stash of dry food which she shouldn't eat but likes anyway. She has old pet privedges. How do you say no. Matt says she looks at you with deviance as if to say, I'm old and dying, so what are you going to do about it. I just moved the food. She'll find it again. She's resourceful.
Been really worried about my old girl. She lost a tooth. I just took her to the vet. They said she's doing ok for 20 years old. Guess she doesn;t heal as quickly because her gum bleeds when she eats. The vet says that happens till the hole closes but still she doesn't want to eat . Guess I have to face the fact that she isn't immortal as Matt would like to believe.
We went to Atlantic City. It was pouring in the morning. Never fails, always rains like the end of the worlld when we go out. He said well we could do something else. He saw my disappointed face. I wanted to give it a chance. Maybe it would clear up.It did. It was beautiful. We walked by the beach and boardwalk. We ate with our feet in the sand. Got my belly button pierced.Surprised the hell out of the mule. It was a great day.
I found out the secret of how to switch my toon from villian to hero in Going Rogue game. It's actually insane. Five merits every 20 hours, then do the morality mission for redemption. I worked my ass off and did 5 hero missions. I have 8 hours to go before next round. I'm getting antsey. Why not stay a badass you ask? I got bored and the travel powers stink in Villians. Hate taking the ferry. At least in Heroes we have style with a superbase and porters.
We stocked up on all kinds of good junk, I mean game food. Chips, dip, soda and candy. I suggested healthly stuff and everyone said no. Let's pour on the junk. We probably will be paying for that mistake tomorrow after o.d.'ing on it today.
I may have found a new home for the baby birds. Although it pains me to separate them from the parents. They are getting too big. My friend here in my building wants them. So at least I can visit them. Hope it works out. Last time I gave her Tweety, she gave her back . Tweety was always a biter.
The baby birds still look at me with the evil eye. There's the lady that tried to kidnap us. Don't know what to do. They are too big to stay with mama and papa. Pretty soon, they'll be having babies of their own. I will be populating the world with lovebirds. The're like rabits.
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ToxicAv
05:53 Sep 01 2010
I remember when she was kitten. Matt put her in his pocket