Happy Monday to you
Happy Monday to you
Happy Monday dear reader
Happy Monday to you!
I am so excited about today's potluck. I have food! Left-overs, but yummy. I have cranberry and almond pasta salad with faux chicken. Not any faux chicken, but certified veggie Fri-Chik out of the can. Mmmmmm. You can't get that from just any grocery store. I am also serving oodles of fresh fruit with marshmallow fluff and cream cheese dip. Mmmmm. Seriously people we are only going first class here.
I have written about how all God's creatures seem to congregate around my house. Well last night was a first. This sweet creature arrived:
Huh? Is it a kitty? Is it a puppy? An armadillo wearing a fur coat?
Nope. That my friends is a skunk. A skunk curled up comfortably sleeping between my house and a very large digger toy.
Not any skunk, but the skunk that went through the dog door, ate dog food, sprayed the area and then went out to sleep on my back porch a mere 6 inches from where I took the picture through the glass door.
Hello? Are these creatures NOT reading my blog. Because I think I recently posted a lengthy list of what happened to PREVIOUS creatures who dared tread on Holly soil.
Let's just say that he won't be making that mistake again. Animal control came out and extracted him. Tomorrow we will find out if he has rabies. Oh goody! If he does then I will chronicle the 90 day house arrest my animals get to endure because they are NOT REGISTERED in my town. They have shots, but I didn't fill out the proper paperwork which I am sure is going to lead to all sorts of fines. Fun stuff here at the Nirvana.
I promise the faux chicken is not skunk meat.
Regular potatoes and a VERY small watermelon.
Really now, does it get much better then the "What's in Holly's fruit bowl" segment?
Next time I go to Starbucks I am going to order this:
Venti, soy Chai tea latte in a cup that's center of gravity is not at its rim, has a tight fitting lid, a cozy that doesn't rest on the bottom of the cup and can't be easily crushed by my bare hand in the act of being carried.
Crazy me. Wanting to actually consume my $4+ drink instead of wear it. BRING BACK THE OLD CUPS STARBUCKS.
Today the cat threw up in the living room. Rhett walked through it. Rhett had major tantrum when I removed his shoes to clean them (don't ask. He is so attached to his shoes he wears them to bed...yes, with his PJs). I finally got him calm, cleaned his shoes and then started in on the carpet.
Ryan walks through and asks what all the commotion is about. Rhett says, "kitty puked". *stop a minute...where did he learn that?*
Ryan says, "what is puked?" *whoa..not from Ryan!*
If you missed my road trip extravaganza, please click here.
Skunks, small watermelon, puking cats, crappy cups, a link to floating sandwiches and faux meat...
11:18 PM
This potluck stinks...
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36 comments:
It doesn't get much more appetizing than this . . . !
You had me at Fri-Chik. Must go search my cabinet now, on the off chance that I have some.
The skunk sprayed? Yi-yi-yi.
Maybe you could get a doggie door that opens to a signal emitted by a collar-wearing member of the household. Like in Over the Hedge. (I get all my current tech and pop culture info from animated movies. And your blog.)
Ewwww! Lovely, just lovely.
This is one stinky potluck!!
The skunk sprayed IN THE HOUSE?????
I'm really glad you had animal control take care of this one instead of putting on your GREAT TRAPPER hat.
There is almost nothing better than the "what is in Holly's fruit bowl" segment. Except I also love the google stuff. And the animated stuff. And the pajama stuff. And the whatever stuff.
Are the shoes winter or summer shoes? Does he wear them with winter or summer pajamas?
Ew...ew...ew...ew...ew. I skeered of skunks. And puke.
*giggle* "Kitty puked" Sounds like a day at my house!
Oh, and M can't stand having her shoes off, either. She goes into meltdown city when I insist she sleeps SANS shoes (because her feet stink to high heaven otherwise)
UGH! Skunk? How awful. Truly awful. Rose has to be licensed to be a dog in Denver too. It's completely stupid. Every year we mail them money and her rabies ticket. Then she's a DOG! whoo hooo!!
Your unlicensed, unauthorized pets.... well they live in a kind of gray zone of specieshood! ;)
I admire your courage - this is a lot to face on a Monday morning.
Wow that is some post. Skunks, Starbucks kitty puke and a very small water mellon. Now I feel ready to start my day.
Very random potluck this week, but entertaining as always!
You are living an adventure, I tell 'ya!
I ALWAYS fear that a skunk will come through the dog door & eat the dog food in the laundry room!!! I can't believe that happened. We keep smelling skunk almost EVERY morning around here with the windows open. Ugh. I'm just glad I didn't find it on the patio. Well, I guess the dogs would have found it first & then we would have had another go-roud of tomato/vinegar/dish soap baths.
And register the pets? Um, never done that either. Didn't even know you were supposed to do that. Huh?
And summer just started....does Febreez help with skunks?!
skunks and kitty puke. my world is complete now.
Oh, Holly, so sorry to hear of you critter issues. Those skunks...My girlfriend was away with her husband and the in-laws were watching the kids. They let the dogs out before bedtime, they came racing indoors reeking of skunk before they could stop them, they they tossed them into the garage, where both cars were sitting with windows opened...So the house, the garage, the cars, everything stunk of skunk for weeks afterward...I do live in fear of my beasts getting skunked--I know out here in the country it's only a matter of time...
Wow, that is one very varried pot luck. I like it.
We had a skunk in the yard last year...but no stinkies.
An opossum in the lawn mower shed.
Baby bunnies in a nest under our Bunny Hutch....good food gleanings.
And we are in the "burbs".
Kitty puke...ugh.
Snorkie is addicted to his Spider Man sandals...at least he can put them on himself correctly at this point. Wears them all day...every day. Only sleeps in his lightening McQueen socks.
Finally some new stuff at my place.
Blessings, EJT
Fri-Chick. Lovely Fri-chick.
we had scallops last night.
you want I make you a sleeve for your starbucks? i'm sending you a picture via e-mail. it's my new thing.
we should talk sometime.
this may be my favorite potluck so far.
Skunks and puke very interesting....
I think we need to here how you got the skunk stink out of the house. Do you use tomato juice on that also??
Oh, for PETE'S SAKE. That just - I can't help myself - stinks.
I have a searingly sad story about a very, very brave farm dog fighting off a rabid bear from my two year old brother - and then the horrifying moment the next day when my dad realized that the dog had missed her rabies shots the month before. Isn't that the most Old Yellar thing you've ever heard?
Yikes. Tough times. Especially the loss of the SB chai tea. I have a love bordering on obsession for SB chai and if I spill even a drop I feel like the day is a write off!
We have a friendly skunk that likes to taunt my dogs...
Depending on what kind of mood I'm in I may just let them meet in animal, so to speak. Then I remember that I would have to let them back in to the house. (Darnit!)
Not to mention that my windows would be open at that time, and after my wife finds out what I did (wives always do, why is that?), I would be living outside with said skunk. So... I digress.
Fake chicken from a can? All I can say is Yum?
Fake food? Yuck? I like to avoid fake stuff and eat real stuff that I can pronounce. 2 of my boys get hyper if they have any artificial coloring/flavorings. Like bouncing off the walls, looks like they are on drugs, hyper. It takes 90 minutes or so to wear off.
Skunks- My dogs liked to play with skunks when we lived in the country. It took several times before they learned not to torment the poor skunks.
Shoes? You can find their shoes? My kids hate shoes and are always taking them off in strange places. Then I find the school aged kids shoes soaking wet near the sandbox after a rainstorm. Usually when we are running late and need to get in the van now, so they won't be late for school.
My cat trapped a BAT in our old house.
After we (Andy)'d killed it, I called the vet to make sure the cat's rabies shot was up to date. Uh, no. They wanted either the quarantine OR for me to bring in the bat's head for testing.
I immediately changed my story to "Did I say caught a bat? I meant almost caught a bat". Five years later the cat's fine.
OMG!!! You my dear have one crazy life.. See you soo shouldv'e gone with me to the water park!!!! BTW I chickened out. Couldn't get any of my so called "friends" to commit. Bunch of Wosseys. Ok I guess anyone who deals with skunk and cat puke int he same morning deserves a break.. i'll let it slide AGAIN.. but next time...
Shut UP. A skunk?? Curled up all snug-as-a...skunk? Shivers....
But now I'm also terribly hungry. But not so hungry that I could eat a skunk.
But that casserole? YuuuUM.
Well, there goes my theory (relayed to BOY tonight as a matter of fact) that there are NO skunks around HERE, BOY. Skunks are AFRAID of our DOGS. Apparently NOT.
You poor thing! Skunk and sprayed and cat puke and fake meat in a potluck...all in one day? Does sound like a Monday, doesn't it?
I heard that a skunk spraying in the house takes WEEKS to rid of odor. IS that not true?
You are going to have to stop putting up that vacancy sign out front.
KEEP BELIEVING
yummy.
altogether i hear it tastes just like chicken.
I just wanna know if the skunk is a game thingy like "Find Waldo." I couldn't see him. I've been known to be a little freaky like that. Or stupid. However ya wanna put it. Oh well. All in all, your stories are hilarious. Food sounds divine -- Seriously now. I'm looking and there are no bad posts here.
Hmm. Maybe I'm blind.
NOT.
*lovies*
peace out.
A skunk! Well, lucky you.
I don't have my dog registered either. I know I should, but then again, I should do a lot of things, and here I sit exploring the blog world.
Well, wasn't that a lovely time :-( :0)
A SKUNK! Holy hell's bells woman!
Did you name the skunk?
LOL ;)
Uh, at least he didn't say "blow chunks" or "pray to the porcelain gods"?
But this time, were you still wearing your jammies chasing the animal? ;)
I would take a skunk over a snake ANY DAY.
I am an animal control officer, we have a skunk that comes out at night. So, it doesn't have rabies....I actually touched it.....hissed at me. Please get your dogs their rabies shots.
That is great to hear, thank you for reading!
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