ThinkGeek :: Flexi PC Pet ID Tag

ThinkGeek :: Flexi PC Pet ID Tag

I just wanted to have a pointer to this.  Now I've used the little ones they have at pet stores for dogs before but not for the cats, for us!  Everyone in the family takes a lot of medication so we put them on paper and roll them up in the small aluminum cases and then on a necklace.  Currently the Horde has stainless steel tags that I engrave myself with their names & our phone number on it.  I keep their rabies tags because Da Boys like to lose collars.  A lot.

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Now Don't Forget to Brush...!!

Last night I reminded my daughter to brush her teeth well before going to bed.  I'm sure she resents this because, after all, she is a 16 year old girl.  But she is also a girl who still has braces and forgets to brush enough.  I know this because I am her mother.  So she gripes, grouses, and generally gives me a frowny face when I point out that I had totally ragged her brother about brushing his.  She got a step, maybe two, out of my doorway when she flipped back around and casually sauntered up to the bed and petted her cat, Zaphoid Beeblebrox.  Now as we all know, Zaphy is... he's... well, there is no good way to say it, he's a bit of a petting sponge.  He's also quite vocal about having his daily brushing.

"Don't believe a word she says!!
Look at these innocent eyes!!  You are getting sleeeeeeepy.

Your eyelids are getting heavy.  You are going to the store
and buying lots of gooshy food and catnip!!"

As Jennifer is petting her cat, she cocks her face up slyly at me and says, "Mom!!  You have just not been brushing my cat as well as you should!!  I mean really, his fur feels as bad as my hair does when it's this dirty!" she thrusts out a braid for dirt-laden comparison.  "You have simply got to do a better job of brushing my cat!  And it has to be the metal side, not the boar bristle side.  You know that the boar bristle side doesn't properly reach his undercoat."  She went on in this vein for a good ten minutes, long enough for her to embroil my husband into the show.  It still didn't get her out of brushing her teeth... however, it did manage to win Zaphy two more brushings and an extra set of bedtime treats.  hmmmmmmmmmmmmm

"hmmmmmmmm indeed.  Dale's Chicken is verrrrrrrry goooood.  You don't ever really give us any.  When you go to the store, you should also buy lots and lots of chicken.  Now where's the dad-person?"

"Me-om?  You should also get this apron for dad."

Lazy Day Before a Happy Easter...

Everyone having overslept (the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde alarm didn't work this morning!), we missed the Holy Saturday service this morning (everyone but my daughter are Episcopalian).  My husband will be in Memphis tonight for a gig* and won't be home until tomorrow afternoon.  This means that the TMNKH alarm had better get on the stick tomorrow!!  My son and I absolutely must manage to go to the 8:45 service so that the kids' father can come pick them up and take them to a play in Nashville.  This means I have to rest up.  Thomas was a wee bit upset with me for not getting up on time, but I imagine he won't be upset with me for resting!!

Thomas giving the disdainful Buddha pose!

Today I plan to color my hair in honor of Easter.  Given that my children are now teenagers and no longer color eggs, I might as well color something!  My mother told me that I ought to let my color fade out because I'm going a beautiful silver rather than gray.  I thought about this, but then I had an epiphany one night.  I turned to my husband and said, "Hey!  Waitaminute!  My mother still colors her hair!!"  Howsoever, I am still using a non-permanent color just in case.  Of course, my mother also didn't like my new haircut either.  hmmmmmm.

Da Boys were quite content with Dale being gone last night to do work on his family farm.  Although Mister Kitten eventually retreated to his new spot on the window ledge, the others wallowed in All That Space!!  Which is odd because quite often they are to be found across the end of the bed anyway.  Hrmmmmm.  Protecting the room??  Maybe I should make catwalks!!  After all, they do have a great deal of Siamese blood and Siamese used to guard Temples.  It's one of the reasons that Siamese males are so genial with kittens.  I remember my late grandmother's cat Genivieve having a litter of kittens with a pure-bred Siamese.  He came around when the litter had been born (actually a bit before checking) and didn't understand when she got all... peeved... at him.  You could tell that he was just wanting to be a Good Daddy and help!!  Poor baby was quite confused.

 Do you think if he'd worn this small pin on his collar

things would have gone differently?  Naaah, me neither.

*Four Foot Gypsy will be playing at The Brookhaven Pub from 9:30 PM to 1:30 AM (CST since the Pub is at Brookhaven Circle W. Memphis, TN 38117)