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31 August 2010 @ 12:05 pm
Welcome To My Hell...  
So, the Saturday soccer seeding tournament wasn't TOO bad. I went to Lauren's, and it was looong (9-3:30), but at least the weather was relatively cool. Her team didn't do very well-- lots of girls (like her) haven't played in years, and they're mostly playing like a cluster of random individuals instead of a team.

Sunday I went running and finished (as opposed to last weekend's crapfest of about 2 blocks of running). Did some home paperwork, some yardwork, and then we were off to have dinner with friends before I could straighten out the nagging Tax issue on my todo list. We drifted away from seeing these friends (love the parents) a few years after they had their second child, who has a very thorny personality. She's 7 now, still thorny (no longer tantrum-prone), but we need to make the effort so we don't lose touch.

We babysat a guest kitten a few weeks ago, which was a chore. It was a very sweet kitten, but I spent the entire first weekend saying "No" to it (like having a toddler all over again). The kids were gone most of that time, which was bad luck for everyone. It was a relief when its family got back in town.

Now... we have a guest bunny, and I'm afraid to go into the laundry room. Our own dwarf bunny is already back there, and he needs lots of head-pets as it is. We've had him for 1 1/2 years, and he is caught between "Need head-pets now!" and "OMG, today is the day they'll finally eat me!" *sigh* He's terrified of being picked up or held, and yet he wants to be petted. I can go into the kitchen in the morning and open the fridge, and in the next room I'll hear the "*kapung!*" of him jumping across his cage followed by him biting his cage at me. He can't even see me, and he still knows it's me and he wants me to come pet his head. The guest bunny is calmer, but wants head-pets just as much. The laundry room is like a minefield of "Pet me!" "No, MEEEEE!" "ME! ME! ME!11!"

Last night, I was trying to write some overdue fic in the living room, and I could hear cage-biting and kapunging and nervous-water-bottle-rattling to beat the band. AAAAAAUUUGH!

So I got only a smidgeon of writing done before I was torpedoed again by sgnnnxOORZZzzzz, which is pretty much how the whole past week has gone.

Everyone still okay? I missed sorrelchestnut's birthday, but I hope it was good. I did catch up with beascarpetta offline, who also birthdayed last week. :)

 
 
 
Clair de Lune: divers - so cuteclair_de_lune on August 31st, 2010 07:41 pm (UTC)
The laundry room is like a minefield of "Pet me!" "No, MEEEEE!" "ME! ME! ME!11!"
It sounds awfully cute.
From afar, at least. Dwarf bunnies tend to make me go awww a lot - until I realize all the downsides ;)

When she was still a kitten and waited for her 'breakfast', my cat could hear me waking up almost on the other side of the house. Apparently, no one has better ears than a hungry - whether it's for food or attention - pet.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: heh-hehhalfshellvenus on August 31st, 2010 07:59 pm (UTC)
From afar, at least. Dwarf bunnies tend to make me go awww a lot - until I realize all the downsides ;)
They are painfully cute-- the blunt little noses, the big eyes, the tiny diamond-shaped silly little ears.

We got him because Lauren wanted another pet (and we felt she deserved one), but didn't want any more hamsters (adorable, nervous, and they die too easily) or guinea pigs (personally not a fan). The dwarf bunnies are about the same size as guinea pigs, but much cuter and softer. OTOH, I didn't realize that while some rabbits are very friendly, others never forget that they are 'prey'. Overall, the grownups don't really want any animals that live in cages, and yet here we are again.

This bunny is like a highly defective cat, in a lot of ways. Then again, I consider cats to be excellent pets, so I measure most animals against them. ;)

Apparently, no one has better ears than a hungry - whether it's for food or attention - pet.
No kidding! What I find surprising is that my husband will have been up for hours, moving around the kitchen and laundry room, but it doesn't matter. As soon as it's me, *kapung!*
cindy: jared laughingtsuki_no_bara on August 31st, 2010 08:12 pm (UTC)
a highly defective cat! HEEE. poor bunny.

>>What I find surprising is that my husband will have been up for hours, moving around the kitchen and laundry room, but it doesn't matter. As soon as it's me, *kapung!*<<

clearly he is a mama's boy bunny. and possibly he thinks you'll pet him, whereas hsh will eat him.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Laugh SPNhalfshellvenus on August 31st, 2010 08:48 pm (UTC)
clearly he is a mama's bunny. and possibly he thinks you'll pet him, whereas hsh will eat him.

It's so true. *sobs* He's supposed to be Lauren's bunny, but he's more my bunny than anyone's, and he IS afraid of HSH.

That rabbit still thinks I'm going to eat him if he ever comes out of his cage... but then again, the head-pets are addictively good. o_O
Maerhys: [stock] cats → stuartmaerhys on August 31st, 2010 08:54 pm (UTC)
This bunny is like a highly defective cat, in a lot of ways. BRB DYING.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: heh-hehhalfshellvenus on August 31st, 2010 11:32 pm (UTC)
Hee! It sounds cruel, but then again...

Cute? - check
Soft? - check
Pettable? - check
Cuddly? - Um...
Purrs? - Nerp
Sits on your lap? - Ahahahahaha! Death first!
Uses litterbox? - Oh, HELL no. As in, pooplet explosion all over the kitchen. :/
Maerhysmaerhys on September 1st, 2010 12:33 pm (UTC)
Lulz. I think I will stick with my three cats even if a bunny sounds AWW CUTE WANT! -lol-
bebeascarpetta on September 1st, 2010 08:11 am (UTC)
Too cute for words,your pet zoo.Still,pretty demanding.And all of this should go into your memoirs,of course.&hearts
Unfortunately,we've managed to attract a martin that has decided to come live with us.I'm absolutely terrified of it as it has set its sight on our wooden beams in the attic.The only one capable of coping with it seems to be me 87-year-old mother who calmly got her rifle and said she'd shoot it as soon as she laid her (rather rheumy) eyes on it.Then,we'll probably have to deal with a hefty fine because martins are protected.
How is HSH?
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on September 3rd, 2010 07:04 am (UTC)
Are martins birds in your part of the world? They are here, and I've never thought of them as particularly scary (unlike, say, crows or those ginormous London ravens, or bats). Are they very territorial? THAT can mean trouble.

HSH is feeling better this week (last week was nausea and exhaustion). I noticed that over the weekend, he'd still get hit with the need to nap (dating from the chemo), but now his nap tends to be 10-15 minutes instead of an hour (where only the alarm would wake him up).

No new MRI, no word from his doctor. That probably means the doctor didn't find anything suspect, but regular people like to hear that explicitly. Which means I'll have to nag HSH to nag the doctor.

How was your birthday? Did you celebrate after all? And I'm still offering a drabble, if you're interested. :)