We got another hamster the other day. He had been at Petsmart since February, apparently, and as he got older they had to separate him out from his brothers because he would fight with them, and he just kept getting older with no one wanting him until we adopted him. We have named him Morgan, to continue the pirate-name theme. We are also apparently turning into Mecha and Jenny's Home for Wayward Hamsters. Morgan's fighting style, if you will, is very different from Grainne's; where she would leap and bite as hard as she could, he prefers to slap you. A lot. Slap you with his little hamstery paws, and then nip if the slap doesn't work, and then back off a bit and slap again. Definitely looking to intimidate the giant hand into going away, rather than trying to rip pieces of it off. Kind of cute, really.
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We had to walk Sarah and Ted's dog the other day, because they had for the second weekend in a row left town completely with the poor thing left locked in a crate for other people to deal with (and another dog they were dog-sitting, that got to not be in a crate). When we got there, she had no food or water in her crate. There was no dog food anywhere in the apartment that I could find, and only one water dish, that being out in the living room for the other dog, so I chose to not lock her back up in the crate for the couple of hours I was told it would be before Sarah and Ted got home. Somehow I am the one in the wrong in this situation, and not them. Huh. Funny. Sarah and Ted also lied and claimed we left their front door unlocked and their back door wide open and a bunch of other bullshit, but that is another story.
It's kind of like when a few weeks ago one of their cars got broken into, and so they chose to leave valuables in plain sight in the other car (including mecha's prized mp3 player, which would be irreplaceable even if they bothered to pay him back for it out of the insurance payout which they probably won't), and when SURPRISE SURPRISE the other car got broken into a few days later, it wasn't their fault, it's that they're being targeted by a "hispanic drug gang". Things never are their fault, it seems.
Huh. This is turning into a Sarah and Ted rant post when I'm not THAT mad at them any more. Probably because I didn't get a chance to mention all this earlier. At any rate, toze. Now I am probably going to play more Puzzle Pirates. I wonder if I've beat yesterday's standing of being #19 in ocean-wide carpentry now...?
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We had to walk Sarah and Ted's dog the other day, because they had for the second weekend in a row left town completely with the poor thing left locked in a crate for other people to deal with (and another dog they were dog-sitting, that got to not be in a crate). When we got there, she had no food or water in her crate. There was no dog food anywhere in the apartment that I could find, and only one water dish, that being out in the living room for the other dog, so I chose to not lock her back up in the crate for the couple of hours I was told it would be before Sarah and Ted got home. Somehow I am the one in the wrong in this situation, and not them. Huh. Funny. Sarah and Ted also lied and claimed we left their front door unlocked and their back door wide open and a bunch of other bullshit, but that is another story.
It's kind of like when a few weeks ago one of their cars got broken into, and so they chose to leave valuables in plain sight in the other car (including mecha's prized mp3 player, which would be irreplaceable even if they bothered to pay him back for it out of the insurance payout which they probably won't), and when SURPRISE SURPRISE the other car got broken into a few days later, it wasn't their fault, it's that they're being targeted by a "hispanic drug gang". Things never are their fault, it seems.
Huh. This is turning into a Sarah and Ted rant post when I'm not THAT mad at them any more. Probably because I didn't get a chance to mention all this earlier. At any rate, toze. Now I am probably going to play more Puzzle Pirates. I wonder if I've beat yesterday's standing of being #19 in ocean-wide carpentry now...?