According to Streak, it is a True Story that Huskies will melt if forced to pee in the rain. Not a joke, she says. She can run and complete the Yukon Quest in brutally cold conditions, but 45F and rain is impossible to deal with. Husky Princesses cannot be expected to go outside and do their business in rain. It is cruel and unusual punishment. And Meg has the power to stop the rain from falling so she needs to do it now so that Miss Streak can go outside. So, note to all those PETA people complaining that the Iditarod is cruel to dogs....Streak the Husky says that is not true, the Iditarod is totally cool and fine, piece of cake, in fact. But it is rain which is cruel and unusual punishment. If PETA wants to go after anyone for cruelty cases, they should prosecute people who allow it to rain all day and expect their dogs to potty in said rain.
Note regarding the housing situation....no news yet, but it is definitely confirmed that it is possible to lose your home due to the co-op to condo conversion process. I never liked condos very much to begin with, and now I hate them even more.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
True Story
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It snowed a few flakes this morning and now it's raining lightly. I just pushed Buddha out into the garden to lift his leg. I can see him out there in the garden. His prick-up ears have slid down the sides of his head (I think of it as his Yoda look), his shoulders are hunched, and he looks generally like he's about to upchuck. Now he's moved to huddle miserably under the eaves. Really, it's just a light misty drizzle that's falling. You'd think he was trying to survive the Flood.
"Buddha! Get it done!" I call out in my best puppy class voice.
I've been petsitting a Shih Tzu and an elderly Papillon. They weigh a combined 13 pounds. THEY went out with no fuss to lift the leg in the rain. Earlier this morning I pointed this out to Buddha, but he was not shamed. I suggested, once again, that he is a Big Pantywaist, and that didn't faze him either.
I'm sorry about the co-op situation.
Ha! "Big Pantywaist"....I love that one!! Streak just gained the nickname of "Husky Princess" today after our rain encounter. Clara didn't *like* the rain, but understood me when I said "Potty first, breakfast later" and went out and dutifully did her business (it was a light rain here, too).
I don't think I've mentioned it here, but Mack has 2 recent-ish nicknames...."Fang" because he chipped a piece off one of his canine teeth from carrying too many toys for too many years in is mouth (he uses his "fangs" to hold the toy in the mouth, so I think it was just too much stress on the tooth, caused a crack an it chipped) and "Drinking Problem" as he has a drinking problem....he starts drinking water and gets into a trance (he really LOVES cold water) and keeps on drinking and drinking until either a) one of us stops him or b) he drains the bowl. Clara is "Minty Fresh" (from eating mint lifesavers, mint chapstick, etc.) and "Bar of Soap" (also from her edible experiments....I figured if Gidget gets the nickname "Stick of Butter" Clara gets to be "Bar of Soap").
I found something in writing from the conversion company stating not to worry, no one has ever lost their home as a result of the conversion, so it *was* put in writing, but in such a way they can't be held liable. Sucks a lot. In trying to complete the paperwork for my investment withdrawal I realized I have some incorrect paperwork and need to call and request 2009 forms where I have 2008 forms instead. This requires calling the company and dealing with them. I really don't want to, in part because they'll try to convince me to not w/d the funds. ::Trying to figure out a nice way to say "let me have my pension and 401K money, I don't CARE if I will experience taxation and penalties. I am not going to live to retirement age ANYHOW, and I need the money NOW because I might be losing my home, so just send me the golldarned forms already!!!":: Can't think of a nice way to say it, and the act of saying it might make me start crying, so I keep putting off the phone call....
I think this is where you call up and pretend to have a poor cell phone connection every time the person starts to give you the spiel you don't want to hear. My mother once told a customer service rep that she appreciated his info but she needed to keep the conversation short because of her bladder condition. Boy, that was a conversation stopper!
Of course, sometimes they are obligated by "law" to state some information. At those moments, I put the phone on speakerphone and brush the dog until they have said what they must.
I love the word pantywaist. It's something my grandmother used to say. The other day at the small dog park in Lauderdale, the center area was muddy. The dogs started chasing each other around in a circle around the perimeter, and, as always happens, the circle got tighter so they ended up running through the muddy center. But not Buddha. He jumped over the muddy area. That's my dainty boy.
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