heard on the Strassman show: if a man has an opinion and no woman is there to hear it, is he still wrong?
Harry Dresden: She gave me a look of skepticism you can really only get from children who have recently gone through the sobering trauma of discovering there is no Santa Claus. (Ironically, there is, but he can't operate on the sort of scale that used to make everyone believe in him).
My cat has Angel hair. :D
=so does my floor, my bed, my couch, my table....(*~*)=
I was standing outside yesterday evening watering my slightly wilted garden and gazing up into the plum trees. They're ornamental, so the plums are not supposed to be edible, but by golly, they are!
Anyway, I was looking at the plums and suddenly realised I was looking at dozens of ripe and ripening plums that the parrots hadn't got to! The trees have over produced like there's no tomorrow!
I chose a nice red soft one, rinsed it under the hose and bit in. Oh yum!
So as I watered, I kept eating plums. Too many as it turns out, with an unfortunate side effect a bit later. :(
I went out early this morning with a big bowl and picked plums until it was full.
My favourite leave-in hair conditioner and intensive treatment are no longer available in the shops, so I emailed the company and told them how disappointed I was, then asked them which of the new products would be the closest equivalent.
They replied the very next day!!
How's that for service?
Which company? Proctor &Gamble: Pantene shampoos and conditioners.
Emailed another company about Ajax Cream Cleanser which I have been unable to find. I'd bought Jif instead and don't like it because it makes me cough. They got back to me in three days, telling me that my local Foodland supermarket should have it. So I went there looking for it, and found it, and bought four bottles. I only use about two drips at a time (the stuff foams up really well on a damp sponge) so I probably have a lifetime supply.
Missy, my daughter's cat, is making good progress, hasn't scratched or bitten at her sores at all since the lovely vet saw her. He injected cortisone and antibiotics.
Here's the odd part: after determinedly living outside and refusing to be confined, held, patted for all of her 16+ years, Missy has decided she likes being inside. What's more, she prefers the cocooning safety of Angel's cat carrier. she has stayed in it since the vet saw her, only coming out to eat and drink, and to use the litter tray K has had to buy. Perhaps she is less stressed inside than out where the neighbourhood cats roam freely and try to get Missy's food. She eats inside and one particular cat (Angel's mum) will get in if she can and eat from Missy's bowls.