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I think this awful little allergy spell
is finally coming to an end.
Woot!
I can breathe! And I can talk again!
And I can smell... which is bad.
My room smells like pesticide,
because my dad sprayed it around the house...
and my window was opened.
I couldn't smell it yesterday.
Now I can't help but smell it.
X_x
Then there was yesterday...
when he burned that hornet nest that was
the size of a fricken' basketball.
My gawd did that smell terrible!
And that was before I was too stuffed up to smell anything.
Those hornets were scary...
and stinky when cooked on an open fire.
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Anyway... news on the felines of the house.
A few days ago we had these people come buy
my dad's wine fridge from us.
They brought two dogs with them.
Looked like a couple of overgrown Jack-russel terriers.
They were cute.
Anyway, my cats were fascinated with the fact that
every time they went near their truck... it "growled at them".
Most amazed, was Kilala of course.
She circled the truck. Sniffed it. Attempted to jump on it,
so she could watch the dogs through the windsheild,
and perhaps stick her paws in the open windows and slap at them.
Meanwhile, Neko is two feet away from the truck,
watching the dogs.
And of course the dogs had their attention on Kilala,
who was happily walking circles around the truck
and teasing them.
Then later on they let the dogs out of the truck.
The lady held one of them, and the other just wandered around.
She goes on about how her dogs love to chase "c-a-t's".
Can't even say "cat" around them I guess.
Anyway, she made it sound like I should be worried about my babies.
No, not really.
It'd be worse for her dogs if they decided to chase my cats.
Come on lady.
Our siamese practically ripped a fox a new butthole.
And that fox is much more of a threat to her than two little terrier dogs.
Not to mention she fearlessly chases full grown deer,
no matter how many times they chase her back.
She's not intimidated easily.
She even flattened her ears at that statement,
as if saying "you insult me, woman".
Anyway, at one point, one of the dogs almost attempted to chase Kilala.
It was more like she yipped at her, hesitated, yipped again, and ignored her.
Kilala was giving her that famous evil look of hers,
as if to say "bring it on, b***h".
Of course, being as used to rough-housing little dogs as she is,
she'd probably just slap them around a bit if they went after her.
Like she did with our german sheperd puppy,
and my grandma's two shitzus.
She might bite or claw them if they get too annoying.
Other than that. Not much. She's usually patient with dogs,
even if she doesn't like them much.
As for Neko... he was imitating a furry lawn ornament.
They would have never noticed him, he held so still.
He sat there like a little statue and watched them.
Wimpy right? Wrong.
Neko is quite capable of a being mean little s**t...
when he really wants to be, anyway.
He'd probably have a hissy fit,
and claw the crap out of them.
Then proceed to run away.
Because Neko hates dogs his size and smaller,
with a burning passion. I have yet to figure out why.
Yet... my friends huge-a** mastiff got all in his face sniffing him,
and he seemed to love it.
He sat there, eyes closed, purring happily.
with this big drooly dog in his face.
That dog's head was as big as Neko's entire body!
But did he care? Nope.
He's an odd one, that Neko.
=/
So yes.
It's a good thing for her that she held on to her dogs.
My dad was the first to say that both of them, especially Kilala,
would "rip them a new one".
 Ophrysia · Sat Sep 23, 2006 @ 05:04pm · 0 Comments |
