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  • “All we hear is, Radio-Ga-Ga” ~ Freddie Mercury

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    Great weekend, there was a Rockabilly Revue benefit show last weekend at Sons of Hermann Hall in Dallas.

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    Matt the Cat Trio, From Parts Unknown, and Crash on the Barrelhead.  Truly a great time, I wish we had more pictures.

    As a slight aside, my house now has four baby (baby) kittens, five regular kittens, three regular cats, and one stray.  I found out the delineation of a feral and a stray is as such:

    Feral: Not friendly (wild)

    Stray: Friendly (former pet)
    The stray is actually pretty cool. He’s super friendly, I’m getting him fixed and checked for cat herpes on Saturday. The others…..*sigh*.

    After I rescued one baby (weeks old) kitten* I discovered why. Here’s my neighbor’s alcove on the side of her house (taken over the fence) Serious cat-lady syndrome. And no concept of breeding and overrunning the neighborhood with cats.

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    Lastly, I ran into someone recently who did their damndest to be an asshole. I approach most people with an open mind, but I’ve decided it’s okay to not like some people.

    Actively not like.

     

     

    * I’ve now rescued all four baby kittens twice – aside from the one that was randomly left outside the front of my house.


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  • “The man that sets out to carry a cat by it’s tail learns something that will always be useful and which will never grow dim or doubtful.” Mark Twain

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    I’m surprised what a “good” dog walk can do to my disposition. Generally, I’m hustling to keep my dog in line and it’s kind of exhausting. The rest of my day tends to be a reflection of how much he challenged me during the walk.

    He’s still very active and figuring out his place in the house.  He did manage to kill a stray cat two days ago. It’s not something I’m supremely proud of, but stuff like that happens. I walked outside to chase any cats out before I let him out, went back in and let him out. Apparently there was still one down the side of my house. Jax is lightning fast when he wants to be and I suspect that one second thought delay that the cat had when Jax was barrelling down on him screwed him. “Iiiiii shoooollld juuuummm – IRK”. So I walked back out and he already had the cat in his jaws. Needless to say, it didn’t end well.

    So, to my first point, I think Jax got bit or scratched by the cat on his leg, so he was limping quite a bit initially. He was better yesterday (still gimpy, but not as much) and seems to have shaken it off today. But, it has made the walks MUCH easier. But now that he’s back to normal, he’s a little more skittish. We’ve got a trainer coming in tomorrow to help out.

    I’ve never really decorated, so this was an exercise in how much cool stuff we could put in the yard. We ran out of candy in the third quarter, so I had to get more. I think our house was pre-scouted since all the cars would just pull right up, which is slightly irritating. We didn’t do that when I was a kid. It was like an endurance challenge. It’s the old, “Wherever I stop, I’m halfway home so I’ll have to walk back……do I go further?”


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