My Animals

Before we go any further into the more present posts I should probably introduce my animals. I've talked about a few of them but I might as well introduce all of them and then give you their stories in later posts.

This is Lucy. She is fluffy and loves to be pet and cuddled.

This is Bear. He just tries to eat all our food.

Lola, Charlie, and Irwin are our ducks. We had another named Ralph but he met his demise on the front of a truck. I didn't really like him anyway.

Finally, our newest addition Snickers. He is a rascally beagle.

Mackenzie

Schadenfraude

Hey everyone!

I would like to tell you about my day today but first let me define my title.

Schadenfraude: -German- feeling happiness at the misfortunes of others

Now to my day.

6 a.m. I was sleeping nicely at the house I was dog sitting at and the dog needed to go out. No biggie I'll just go back to sleep after I take her out. Well we had four inches of snow last night and I forgot my jacket inside. Oh and I'm allergic to the cold. Now most people who aren't used to cold weather will tell you they are also allergic to the cold. But no I actually get hives and carry an epipen around for this. The cold woke me up and sleep was nowhere to be found.

Nothing of note happens really until I get out of work at 3 and get home at 4:00.

4 p.m. I get home to the smell of recently used hockey gear and farts of  Pat's brothers.

4:30 p.m. Lucy comes out to greet me and I proceed to cut the poop out of her fur around her butt.

5:30 p.m. Brother #1 takes a dump in the toilet Pat spent two hours cleaning earlier. The bathroom was unusable for about an hour.

Somewhere in here the Patriots lose.

6 p.m. I try to coax Lucy out from her hiding place under the bed with treats so I can take her jersey off and Bear bites me because I wouldn't let him have Lucy's treats. (They're worse than kids.)



During the time period of 4:30 and 5:30 Bear ate all of the wet food again leaving Lucy none.

6:30 p.m. I feed Lucy. I'm trying to positively reinforce the fact that Bear was not coming near her food so I am throwing treats in his general direction while trying to pour the can of moist food into the bowl. My finger gets sliced open on the can and I'm gushing blood but still trying to reinforce the positive behavior Bear is displaying while Pat is yelling at me to come over and get a band-aid and stop the bleeding.

7:30 p.m. I finish cutting off Lucy's butt hair and proceed to bed.

Edit: 7:45 p.m. In the midst of Pat's cleaning frenzy early in the morning he did laundry. As I go to put mine away I notice that there are strange pink splotches on most of my clothes. I ask Pat concerned it's blood and he looks at me and says, "Oh I forgot to tell you I washed a whole pack of watermelon gum in with the laundry by accident.

To summarize this if you don't want to read this whole post: I was stuck outside, came home to a very smelly house where the smell got worse and cut off cat bum hair after letting my finger gush blood for a little bit just so I can train my cats to be nice to each other while all my clothes are covered in watermelon gum.

Thanks for letting me vent about my day and hope yours went better!
Mackenzie

Poopy Lucy

Good morning everyone!

Before I tell you the story of the shenanigans that took place in my apartment last night I need to set the scene a little bit.

Lucy is my beautiful fluffy kitten.

And this is her 26 toed adoptive brother Bear.

And then there is my loving boyfriend Pat. He was not a cat person until Lucy and I kind of showed up at his doorstep to move in. Then Bear came along because Lucy seemed to need a friend.

On Friday nights I stay at my parents' house because I have to work in my hometown an hour away from where I live. Lucy has a touch of anxiety and when I'm not home it gets worse. I'm enjoying a nice conversation with my family when I get a phone call. It's from Pat so naturally I answer. He starts with, "I have some bad news." My first instinct is to think the cats are injured or dead. Well this is what happened: Pat being the nice cat dad he is fed the kittens dinner last night. Bear ate all of the food because Lucy was too busy hiding. About 15 minutes later Lucy is mad because she wanted food. So Pat puts more food out for her. Food that Bear also wants. A hissing fit ensues between the two of them. Pat goes to break up the fight and Lucy gets scared and poops herself (these are not the words he used). As she is leaving little turds everwhere she walks Pat is trying to clean her bottom. Well she didn't like that too much and poops herself as Pat is trying to clean her up. Picture this: a frantic man wiping a cat's bottom and the cat continuing to poop as he wiping it up. Needless to say it was an endless circle of poop. I'm on the other end of the phone laughing hysterically while he is covered in poop and on speaker phone so my family can laugh along with me. Lucy is fine, by the way. And Pat is now clean. Now, both us find it funny and no cats were harmed in the aftermath of this story.

Come back for my next misadventure tomorrow.

Mackenzie