Is this what happens?

Is this what happens when you think your cat is a girl and you refer to it as Ramona throughout its childhood till you discover - ooops its a boy and then you change its name to Ramone and then Mac A. Roney? Is this what happens when you forget to call it Mac A. Roney and you accidentally call it Ramona? Is this what happens when you constantly refer to him as "her" and threaten to take him in and have his litte weenie chopped off for peeing on the things? Oooops again!

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Shoe Fetish

My kitten - previously Ramona -now MAC A. RONEE - loves shoes....sweaty - dirty - old shoes....anyones shoes, it doesn't matter - he wants to sleep and lay on them. Nasty.

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My Date at the Zoo

Carlos and I took 5 girls to a Mothers of Preschoolers Convention in Dallas. Ours was the "urban group" (more on that later). While they were there Carlos and I decided to visit the zoo. At first I was like lets just chill but when we got there I decided we should make the most of it and see ALL the animals! We really enjoyed hanging out with each other and stuff like going to the zoo is totally something that we would do. It worked out and ended up being a great date! Thank you Carlos for taking me!!! The last group of animals that we saw were the giraffes. And I think it was a mom and baby and they were gone playing!! IT kinda looked like fighting. Here is a video of them.

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Nobody likes a bully and a murderer....

I really don't like a bully that murders....I have given him chance after chance and he continued to bully everyone else. Finally today when I got to work I had enough. So this is what I did:

Don't feel sorry feel him. Feel sorry for the other guy who has half a tail and for all the other poor souls that died because he BIT them.

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Are YOU my mother??

After Ashley came over 3 times, I wasn't sure what she could possibly need. After all, she had gotten a band aid, brought me her sprinkler, and something else when she rang the door bell yet again. I opened the door and she had a horrified look on her face. I was like, whats wrong??? She told me that the baby bird was dead. (WHAT baby bird is she talking about???) I told her that I was sooo sorry. Then I asked her what we should do. She didn't know, so I said I would give her a box. Then she told me it was still alive. (hmmm...) Ok, have a box anyway and bring it to me. Well, it wasn't dead, and she didn't want it, so, who best to take it? I, the I Don't Like Animals girl...(I fed their dogs yesterday). So I bring it in, Google how to take care of it, and have now fed it four times and its pooped. Yes. I am going to name him Herman. And I am giving him up for adoption if he survives the night. So here are some pics depicting life as Herman's mommy. I feed him a mixture of dog food, milk, water, cracker and boiled egg. It stinks. But he likes it and I guess in the end that is what counts. Oh yeah, and he makes the cutest little peeps when you are feeding him....gotta go, I think I hear him.

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