Tag Archives: Metaphors for My Existence

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And She Wails About *Her* World?

Things have gone catastrophically downhill.  Within the space of not 48 hours I am: Warehoused like puppy mill breeding stock for several hours Rained out on walkies until mid-afternoon Worked to a skeleton on multiple complex burying projects like a character … Continue reading

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The End

I have been savagely attacked, vivisected by felons and left for dead in a drug-induced haze in a stainless steel cage in some brick building in Berkeley.  Please divert law enforcement resources appropriately.  I haven’t much longer.  I hereby leave my remaining cookies, … Continue reading

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My Day

First I ran into Chuck, who was was in magnificent coat, this morning at the park.  I, on the other hand, though unmistakably an excellent chow from any angle, still appear to have mange. Then I am abandonned for several hours with ONE … Continue reading

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The Answer is Yes

“Do you need to stand exactly where I’m trying to vacuum?”  Yes, I do. Irene booked her flight, which is excellent.  But then as usual it all comes crashing down when my bath is a day late, exactly one day … Continue reading

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And The Humane Society? All Hands on Deck for Puppy Mills and Dogfighting While I Starve

She elects the more long-winded car wash this morning and I courteously arrange myself in the cookies readiness postion.               She’s all over the Windex wipes, detailing the air vents on the dash.  I know … Continue reading

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Kisssssssssssssssssssska!!!

Kiska, who is always nice to me, arrives with major birthday swag.  Not only cat toys with fantastic mouth-feel, but a gourmet ham and cheese croissant and cupcakes.  Cupcakes for **me**.           Oh, and Greenies.  Really.  … Continue reading

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The Evidence

On the left is the bag she gets me.  On the right is the bag from John.  If they really are toothbrushes, I’m in for early death from gingivitis-related heart valve disease. I rest my case.

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She Hates Me

One would think that one had died and gone to heaven when a cat seeks one out to rumble.  And yet.  Mad as a hatter cat springs from the bushes at the marina.  I am immediately hustled precisely 180 degrees from the correct direction.  … Continue reading

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