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Post by spaniardx on Jan 13, 2020 3:00:16 GMT -5
Adorkable and cute as this is... pupper's response of jumping in his alpha's lap and gratitude kissing him is why pets should ride secured in the back seat just like a human child. [/div] |
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Post by vitugglan on Jan 13, 2020 10:49:05 GMT -5
We got a carrier for our late doglet. He hated being in the car to the point of getting up on my shoulder like a parrot and crying loudly (husband driving).
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Post by spaniardx on Jan 14, 2020 3:33:26 GMT -5
We only had one furkin that traveled at all well, and she only traveled a few times. First time, to the vet to be sterilized. Second time, back to our house. Third time, when we moved in '04. I was driving one load of stuff, hubby some more stuff, Eldest Spawn a third with a friend who was holding Tootsie. She was immobile with fear and cried the whole trip. She quickly found me in the new place and I had to sit while she curled into a trembling ball of fur in my lap for quite some time. Forth and fifth trips were due to weather and bureaucratic stupidity.
Before hubby brought the deep freeze and the fridge over, he called and spoke to our new power company to make sure the change from previous occupants to us had been made in their systems. They said it has, no problem.
Problem. It was January. The year we had snow. Not a little dusting on the grass and streets. David Finfrock, the weatherman for the NBC affiliate Channel 5 up in Dallas, used the words "blizzard conditions". And our power went off. Hubby called. Poor call rep had to apologize because the new order billing order switch over crossed in the calendar. Meaning it would be several days before they could put things in his name and have electricity here. Everyone pitched in getting the house protected for the weather by wrapping unusable towels and clothes around exposed pipes and outside faucets, and leaving all the indoor faucets to drip or trickle. We did this by flashlight and battery powered lanterns. Spawnette, Grandspawn and Youngest Spawn grabbed stuff and went with the friend who had held Tootsie during the trip over to the friend's home over an hour or so away. Who had no house phone and there were no cell towers close enough to get a signal from. Hubby, Eldest, and I packed food and drinks into big Igloo coolers, packed food and litter (and a box) for Tootsie along with clothes, books and movies and trundled off to hubby's lake lot. Three adults and a cat hunkering down in a travel trailer smaller that those over-priced tiny houses. We made a nest in one of the floor cabinets with one of my sweaters (my scent all over it) for the cat, put her litter box into the non functional shower in the bathroom and showed her where it was.
It was...quite snug. But, we had power at the lake lot, we had water, a microwave, a TV and a movie player (don't remember if it was a VHS or if we had started buying DVDs at that point or not. Since this happened on a Friday (Jan 2,2004) I think we were able to come back to the house about a week later. Power had probably been restored Tuesday, but the blizzard left the roads we needed to use unsafe until enough folks ventured out and used the roads enough to deal with the snow. And that was the next Friday (about the 9th). We got a message to Spawnette and they came back home the day after we did.
Because Texas!  Unless one lives in the Panhandle where they do tend to get some snow yearly and can justify snow plows, sweepers and sand trucks where as we live below Dallas and only get actual winter weather (I.E. more than a dusting of snow, sleet, heavy ice) seldom. In fact, we've only had snow about three times since we moved here. And we have actual hard copy photos from all three events. |
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Post by vitugglan on Jan 14, 2020 5:48:32 GMT -5
Texas is exciting. Stayed there for a few months for training, found a scorpion in my sink. Had to buy jugs and use the water dispensers in the stores because the tap water stank like the river and probably tasted like it, too.
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Post by spaniardx on Jan 18, 2020 17:20:14 GMT -5
Yes, the uninvited arachnids! Scorpions in the sinks, coming at you across the floor. Waving at you from the bathtub rim. We also have those great big shiny black spiders that aren't Black Widows -- for one thing, these are much larger  -- and those large tan and dark brown spiders that the interwebs tells me are called "house spiders". We've also had small snakes get into the house. One we found its corpse dangling from some electrical tape beneath the AC in the den.
Yeah, betting any restaurants had to have very good filtration systems for their ice machines and soda fountains. Had one encounter at a Long John Silvers where someone hadn't had a chance to deal with the filter on the soda machine (and the concentrate needed to be reloaded) and my diet Pepsi was "vaguely Pepsi flavored lake water". ick!
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Post by vitugglan on Jan 19, 2020 19:13:46 GMT -5
THe water where we are now is decent, but oddly, it makes terrible tea. Not talking 'sweet tea' (aka 'iced tea') but hot tea. It doesn't taste the same at all.
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Post by spaniardx on Jan 23, 2020 8:31:26 GMT -5
Maybe its just me (or the fact that when I drink hot tea, it isn't our "sweet tea" brand), but hot tea and sweet tea taste different to me. I don't care for regular tea any longer (blame the Osmonds!) regular tea now tastes like it came out of a puddle from the front yard while I can drink hot tea... just not too often.
And, since we use the same water for both, I have no idea why this is.
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Post by vitugglan on Jan 23, 2020 10:30:19 GMT -5
It's odd. I was a total tea drinker for decades but we moved here and nope. Funny that the water doesn't affect chamonile tea.
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Unless one lives in the Panhandle where they do tend to get some snow yearly and can justify snow plows, sweepers and sand trucks where as we live below Dallas and only get actual winter weather (I.E. more than a dusting of snow, sleet, heavy ice) seldom. In fact, we've only had snow about three times since we moved here. And we have actual hard copy photos from all three events. 
-- and those large tan and dark brown spiders that the interwebs tells me are called "house spiders". We've also had small snakes get into the house. One we found its corpse dangling from some electrical tape beneath the AC in the den.