Archive for January, 2008

hi lo

I’ll be going away on a backpacking trip starting tomorrow till next week. Pretty excited to finally see Borobudur and Prambanan but I can’t help worrying about Babeng. The last time we went away, we packed her off to a kennel for boarding. The people there know her very well and seem to adore her but it didn’t stop Babeng from turning completely bonkers when I picked her up 4 days later (I even checked for identifying scars to make sure it was her and not some crazed licker). No one likes to be kept inside a cage, least of all a rambunctious little thing like her. Sigh.

The cats I don’t worry about at all quite so much. As long as there’s enough biscuits and water (Atti drinks out of the toilet bowl anyway), their only complaint is stale kibble and perhaps, the nightly wrestling bouts. And the goodnight snuggles. And the tail-pulling. And the staring-matches.

Oh gosh, I miss my kiddies already. Sobs.

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the stinker



we’re all sleepy today, originally uploaded by grouchiosa.

Although my mother didn’t agree to my getting Babeng at first, she and my pops have now lapsed into the dreaded Adoring Grandparents mode. They feed Babeng when I’m not looking and rescue her from any disciplinary spanking. When I give them shit for this, they just respond that since they have no human grandchild to spoil, they’re using my dog as a substitute. Sigh.

Babeng of course laps it up and acts like a stinking spoilt brat when they’re around. She manages to wrangle a treat out of my mom every 30 minutes and gets my dad to pick her up so they can watch golf games on tv together.

Me? I get stuck with the mean disciplinarian label.

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the poop mysteries



you? suck., originally uploaded by grouchiosa.

One of Babeng’s joys in life is to eat the cats’ poop. We have a child gate on the doorway to the second bathroom where the cats’ litterbox is placed but it doesn’t work as well as it advertised and isn’t securely fastened. Atti will jump over it to do his business but George, sigh, George will nudge it open until he can slip through. I don’t know if this is because George is old or if it’s just because he’s an ornery badass that enjoys making our lives hell.
Anyway. Whenever George nudges the childgate open, this is like Catpoop Bonanza to Babeng who’ll run in and try to swallow as many turds as she can before she’s caught. Sometimes she doesn’t even wait for George to finish pooping and this is a cause of strife in our household. For the longest time I lost sleep over this trait of hers. I mean, what more could we do? Then one day I googled ‘pug eat cat poop’ and found a million other fellow sufferers. I can’t tell you how much better I felt since then. Haha.

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collision course

collision course, originally uploaded by grouchiosa.

One of the best purchases we’ve ever made was the Roomba from iRobot. With 3 prodigiously shedding critters in the house, it was a nightmare to keep the floors respectably clean enough so visitors wouldn’t mind stepping on them without shoes.
Although we still have to manually vacuum the place once a week, we use the Roomba for daily vacuuming. The cats think it is just another annoyance we humans have inflicted on them while the dog thinks it is an alien thing that steals her carrot sticks and purposely bumps into her when she’s minding her own business. So while the humans love it, the critters would beg to differ.

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a lesson in vulgarity



a lesson in vulgarity, originally uploaded by grouchiosa.

My mama loves embarrassing me. Sigh.

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is this my best side?



is this my best side?, originally uploaded by grouchiosa.

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