Retaliation

For the broken butter dish...
For paw prints on clean counter tops...
For losing my favorite pair of earrings...
For hiding my inhaler...
For digging through my purse...
For scratching under my bed...
For ruining my rugs...
For breaking that picture frame...
For waking me up at 4 in the morning...
For dragging yarn around the apartment...
For rifling through garbage...



Let the squirting begin!

The Blizzard of '08

At least that's what everyone else has been calling it. Seeing that I lived most of my life in a city by the lake (one of the Great Lakes that is), I know snow. I have seen snow fall by the foot. I have gotten stuck in it. Shoveled it. Built forts in it. Eaten a face full of it. So, snow and I? Yeah, we're like this *crosses index and middle fingers*. But to my great satisfaction, when I moved to Central Ohio I had escaped the dreaded lake effect snowfall... or so I thought.

I spent Friday night relaxing with Clancy, having breakfast for dinner and other extraordinary things. Planning on getting up at the ass crack of dawn to see him off to work and head back home, I had failed to bring any getting ready essentials. Little did I know I would need them because Columbus was in for its RECORD SETTING snowfall in the history of the city. Yes, like the most snow they've ever seen. EVER.


That's a "13" on the tape measure if you can't see it.


What exactly does a Saturday filled with 13+" of snow* bring, you ask? No work for Clancy, a (willingly) stranded girlfriend and a day with nothing to do and nowhere to go. The city shut down. Closed malls, closed roads, a level 2 snow emergency, and only one pizza place open for delivery (tragedy I tell you!). Trivial Pursuit pop culture was played, movies were watched, faces were stuffed. We had a blast. Who knew catching cabin fever wasn't so bad after all? To quote my friend Brad Paisley:

It was time well wasted
And there's no way I'd trade a few more things that I could've crossed off my list
For a day I'll never forget
No, I didn't get a thing done
But I sure soaked up every minute of the memory we were makin'
And I count it all as time well wasted

Did you think there wouldn't be pictures? Silly freaders :)


We obviously weren't going anywhere.



I love how the snow makes a wave-like shape on the porch rails.



Since she's part husky, Zoey is right at home in the snow.



Gracie... not so much. Let her outside to do her business, she saw the snow and turned right back around and stood shivering by the door. But I showed her that snow can be fun - sort of.



The concrete bench out in the backyard.





Obviously I wasn't able to make it up to visit my grandma, but thank you all for keeping her in your thoughts. Crossing my fingers for good weather next weekend.

*The weather officials are saying it was actually closer to 20", so with all the wind blowing we had a less than accurate reading with the tape measure. So, sue us.

Curiosity [Nearly] Killed The Cat

Who knew there was truth to the saying? I mean, it's not that I thought it was completely unfounded. But would a cat really go as far as to do something that could kill it?

The answer to that is yes. And my cat, Holly, is lucky she has 9 lives. I'm sure that she's been spared on many other occasions (usually because I can't catch her!), but last night she was really lucky.

I came upstairs and found that she had dug through my purse, retrieved a Claritin-D (allergy pill), poked through the silver backing, GOT THE PILL OUT, and proceeded to lick it until all the wording on the pill was gone. I guess it left a bad taste in her mouth because the pill was still intact when I found it. Who knows if consuming the pill would have actually killed her, but this proves she has no fear.

Screw childproof, I need CATproof.

Predictability

I walked into my townhouse last night, went upstairs and changed out of my work clothes into something a little more comfy. As I closed my bedroom door and turned around I could see that my cats were sitting at the foot of my computer chair, looking straight at me, anxiously awaiting my arrival. I chuckled to myself. Am I that predictable?

"Actually girls, I'm going to watch Grey's Anatomy," I said. (So there! Think you know me...)

Yes, I talk to my cats. Don't judge!

Happy Holidays From Margot & Holly

Holly, sitting under the tree last Christmas (she was my present).


Margot on her first Christmas 2 years ago.


p.s. It's snowing here!! Looks like it's going to be a white Christmas!

Photo Friday - Comfort

Thank goodness it's Friday! I've been looking forward to this day since...well Monday! I wandered upon Photo Friday and decided to take part this week. The topic is COMFORT.



Appropriate, right? That is our Little Miss Gracie napping on Clancy's leg. She's not as innocent as she looks, I promise you that ... (But no Libby - you still can't have her!) hehe. You can read all about Gracie and our other wonderful crazy pets if you're bored.

Have a fabulous weekend everyone!

How Could You Not Love Them?

So I realized most of you have never seen any pictures of the animals that run rampant through our house. And why would you want to be deprived from seeing these oh-so-cute faces?!

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Holly (1st-top left)

• Spunkiest cat in the world. She NEVER. STOPS. MOVING. (Hence the blurry picture above)
  
• She tends to lay on the stairs and when you walk towards her acts like "Well, step over me. DUH." I've almost fell and killed myself twenty times (give or take).
  
• Has escaped from the house 3 times this summer. Every time because I left the sliding door open when I was calling for the dogs (maybe 4 inches wide or so). And she fits! through! it!
  
• Loves receipts. I have even caught her fishing them out of Clancy's pants' pockets on the floor of the bedroom.
  
• Clancy gave her to me as a present last Christmas. We actually exchanged presents in Columbus before visiting family because 1.) I was going to be gone longer than him because I had more vacation time and 2.) Didn't really want to exchange gifts in front of our family. So when he told me there was something he had to wait to give me until I arrived at his parents' house Christmas day I was kind of surprised. Everyone had their guesses (some of my crazy friends thought engagement ring but we had only been dating for 3! months! and I knew that wasn't it). My step sister Jill was actually the only one who said I bet it's a kitten. And he hates cats so I disregarded that. Yeah right like he would buy me another one! But I was wrong. First I opened a scratching post. I went to turn to him to be like "Are you kidding me?" but then turn around to see him standing there holding a little white furball. All I could do was smile.

Gracie (2nd-top right)

• The skinniest cocker spaniel you'll ever meet. The groomer doesn't think we feed her. I swear we do.
  
• She must be so skinny because everytime we come home(even if we've only been gone 15 minutes) she runs all over the house and jumps! and jumps! and jumps! in excitement for the next hour.
  
• She's very possessive over toys/food and an ATTENTION WHORE! If she sees you petting any other animal in the house she'll butt right in and stick her head under your hand like "You humans can only do this to me. Thank you very much."
  
• LOVES apples. Yes, apples. We have an apple tree in the backyard and when we let the girls outside she'll pick one up off the ground then proceed to run around the yard growling with an apple in her mouth. It's hilarious.
  
• Even more hilarious she licks the glass on the sliding door when she wants to come inside. Hey it saves me from washing the windows, right?
  
• When she gets really excited or really scared she'll pee a tiny puddle on the floor. I guess it's a cocker spaniel thing. I just think it's because she's a big baby.

Zoey (3rd-bottom left)

• She's 1/4 German Shepard, 3/4 Husky (I think)
  
• Has the prettiest blue eyes that you've ever seen on a dog. Gorgeous.
  
• Sheds like you wouldn't believe. I find tufts of hair all over the place in the room they sleep in. Vacuuming should be an every day occurance at our house.
  
• She used to be hyperactive, however since Clancy brought Gracie home she's finally calmed down.
  
• LOVES to play catch. Say "where's your ball?" and you've got her running in circles, super excited.
  
• She also LOVES plastic water/pop bottles. Just last night we gave her one and she proceeded to lay on her back scrunching it with her feet while sticking her tongue down it to get the last drops.
  
• Her current obsession is the ground hog that lives under our shed in the backyard. Yeah, we're workin' on that.
  
• The phrase she hears most throughout the day? "NO KITTIES!"

Margot (4th-bottom right)

• AKA Margz
  
• She is the definition of Scaredy Cat. Every time I move to a new place she hides under the couch and won't come out for days. She jumps at every little sound and runs through the cat door down to the basement if she hears anything/anyone coming her way. She's even hiding in the picture I posted.
  
• When I first wanted to adopt a cat, I pictured one that was affectionate and always wanting to cuddle. Margot is exactly like that. When the dogs are outside you'll find her on my lap wanting kisses. (Thank goodness she is because Holly could give two shits if you show her the time of day!)
  
• Will climb onto the back of the couch while I'm watching TV and lick the hair on the back of my head. It is so gross.
  
• Her favorite place to lay is behind the fan on the table in our bedroom. I come home to see her there every day.

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I am definitely an ANIMAL LOVER