Just because....

Thanks Kohler for creating an ad that allowed me to laugh about consumerism! I think I'll install this shower set-up......NOT!

Things aren't always what they appear to be

While pet sitting also involves other animals, not just dogs and cats... could it really be a rodent?




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It can sometimes be fish, birds, chinchillas, and tortoise...

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No rats this time! It's only the Mele...the dog! Even more funny stuff, she can go on for a very long time.

Rude tendencies and funny outcomes

Not only does one have to contend with the numerous of nosey strangers peering over my shoulder to get a glimpse at what I'm doing on my laptop, but I also have to endure their stares because of the eavesdropping. I've said it only once before, but it seems that I should say it more often, "Do you mind? It's extremely rude to be listening in on my conversation."

It can be funny because I'm not talking very loud, hence their need to really concentrate on listening to me; their furrowed brows and blank-looking stares at the stain on the wall. I do my best at no talking loud. When I find myself raising my voice, I usually walk away or go to the privacy of my car.

I may have been one of those people you see, locked in their car and yelling on the phone. I’ve seen it and usually begin to start laughing at the animated actions of the stranger. It is also the same when you see a person walking and talking with themselves. Now days, it is more likely that they are not the crazy lunatic that escaped from the local Psyche hospital but more likely just a dude talking on a hands-free device plugged into their ear.

We have all encountered these people; you think they are talking to you, you answer them but they don’t respond back to you. It’s because they are not talking to you...oooh just got burned! You think to yourself, “great, they could’ve waved or pointed to their ear-piece...” Maybe this little display made you look like an idiot, but we’ve all been through it.

Here is a great excuse to walk around like a lunatic. It is a also great way to annoy strangers and keep people away from you. Especially those “watchtower” seniors who want you to stop your stride to talk to them...um, just as rude!

part deux - To Catch an Intruder

So I might as well say it...my intruder...well, it was the neighborhood stray cat. Don't get me wrong or think I'm an animal hater, I'm not...I'm so not! I love my furry friends...it's just that this feline keeps entering my property, pooping in the dirt (and by the way, it is completely the foulest thing), jumping in my tree's and killing the birds, and tormenting my dogs. I am constantly finding dead birds in my yard and stinky poop in around the yard. AAGGHHH!

So apparently, this cat was injured somehow, and by the way, THIS IS NOT THE ACTUAL CAT!



I know my dog did not get to him, because if he did...well, the cat will not be alive. The cat was injured and I had to decide what to do, put him out of it's misery or ?????

On a side note, I grew up in a quasi-rural area with farm animals. My grandpa taught me how to humanely "manage" hurt animals, if neccessary; but this has always been hard and it constantly torments me. But if it must be done...I usually have someone else do it. Unfortunatley, there are times when no one is around and "the task" is left up to me.

So the injured cat...well, I didn't kill it. He managed to escape from me and crawled over to the neighbors yard. I know, that cat isn't dumb; he seen me coming and got the heck outta dodge! So I thought, well, it's up to the neighbors to do what they must do....

I just found out that my crazy neighbors decided to take this stray cat to the vet. I found out through the community grape-vine that it's costing them $4000 to fix the cat! Yikes! Really? Are they really going to pay it, on a stray? I've paid crazy prices on my own lovely furry family members, but never a stray?

I don't know what will happen next......

To Catch An Intruder

I was creeping around the foliage as if I was some sort of undercover investigator. I was told that I looked like a member of SWAT. The intruder was in hiding, not knowing where I lurked. My weapon was locked, loaded, and pointing toward the ground. I quickly walked throught the ti-leaves as if I'm a ninja trying to sneak up on my victim. My immediate thought was, "Why am I hold this weapon as if I'm some pro? Well, it must be a bit too much Dog the Bounty Hunter episodes."

I pause when I realize that my prey sees me and looks at the weapon in my hand. We both freeze and I have thoughts that children get when they don't know any better. The type when they stop moving, thinking no one sees them. As if?

My thoughts run a rampant; something I'm sure real-life ninjas and SWAT members don't encounter. I think "Do I really want to do this? Can I really do this? I have to. I must. Really? I don't want to do this, really I don't."

As I slowly step my way forward, the intruder takes a step back. We seem to be in snyc. I now have only moments to decide whether I should just "handle the situation" or to let my prey crawl away injured....