Animals/Pets
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Punxatawney Eats Those Assholes
Anyone who knows me knows how much I love animals. In fact, I think I’ve made it pretty damn clear here on this blog. You know I’m against animal abuse and neglect. I am also for animal welfare in that I want animals to be treated humanely and their deaths to be quick and as painless as possible if they are to be eaten. And again, I have no problems with eating animals because I eat animals.
Nonetheless, PETA, the so called “animal rights” group, makes me roll my eyeballs clear out of their sockets with their complete idiocy. Have you heard their latest?
When Idiots Breed, You Get PETA Members.
They want to replace Punxatawney Phil…
...the groundhog who is taken out on February 2nd, Groundhog’s Day, to let us know if there will or will not be six more weeks of winter, (a cute little tradition), with a robot.
Excuse me, I need to go collect my eyeballs that rolled out on to the floor and put some ice on my head where I smacked it.
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How fucking ridiculous can this group be? They claim that little Phil is abused by the crowds and the noise. Are they shitting me? Abused?
”...Mr Deeley told the Associated Press that Phil is kept in a climate-controlled environment, is inspected annually by the state Department of Agriculture and is “being treated better than the average child in Pennsylvania”.
For fuck’s sake, I guess we better shut down all the zoos and aquariums while we’re at it. All those crowds. All that noise. Those poor, abused animals.
Hey, let’s shut down airboat places as well. It is completely pointless to try to educate people about animals so that they’ll have more respect for them and treat them better, NO! It’s much better that we shut everything down that draws people in because the animals are being abused by all that noise!
Shut the fuck up.
I get “abused” by all the noise and naked, “I won’t wear fur” protester crowds that PETA creates...let’s replace them with robots!
Have these assholes ever been out in the wild? Do they have any fucking idea just how noisy animals are? And how many of them there are out there? Let’s replace all the wildlife with robots to cut down the crowds and noise from other animals! All that abuse! Animals abusing animals! The horror!!!!
PETA is one of the worst killers and abusers of animals out there. Perhaps they should concentrate a little harder on the shit they pull before they start telling everyone else how to run their lives and do things. Fucking morons.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Saccharin Overdose
Kids, you may wish to make an appointment with the dentist soon because your teeth are going to start decaying with all the sweetness you’re about to see.
These are photos of a baby panther owned by our wildlife show guy. I’m posting several because you cannot have enough cute baby animal pics. (And because he refused to look at the dang camera.)
Everyone say, “AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!”
(No, I am not choking him on that last photo.)
Friday, January 22, 2010
Snakes On A Boat
We interrupt this program to bring you this STC special. [Update-photo finally loaded, scroll to see!]
If you have been paying attention, at all, you probably are aware that I work in the Everglades driving airboats. Now that we’ve established that everyone is on the same page, let me tell you a little story.
Some of you may have heard that we have a real bad snake problem down here...pythons, to be exact. And that would be true. We do have a big problem with pythons down here. I won’t go in to a rant about the asshole people who have caused this to be a problem, (along with iguana, dogs, cats and other sorts of animals dumped out here), because that’s not what this story is about and frankly, that rant would go on for days. Right now, I have a headache and I’d like to remain calm.
Why do I have a headache, you ask? Well, for one, it was a bit on the warm side today and when you add in physical exertion to that mix, some of us get headaches. Physical exertion? Yes.
See, there I was, on tour, giving said tour, minding my own business when suddenly a tourist pointed to the right hand side of the channel. I looked and looked and could not figure out at what he was looking. He asked, “Did you see the snake?!”, all excited. I was expecting to see some tiny ass banded water snake or something so I looked again, this time for a snake and holy shit what did I see but a huge ass Burmese python sitting there.
If you are in the Everglades and you happen upon a python, please call Fish and Game so that they can come out and get it. The reason for that is because these snakes EAT all of the native animals around here: birds, snakes, fish, alligators, etc. We don’t want them here.
I finished the tour and about two hours later was finally able to go out with a co-worker to see if the snake was still there and if we could catch it. We got in to the area and it didn’t take us long at all to find it. The thing is huge. I turned the boat around and we got as close to the chunk of land, (at the base of a pond apple tree...the root system), the snake was on. I held the boat in place while my co-worker searched for the head, found the head and then grabbed his snake clip thingies to hold the head so that we could drag the snake in to the boat.
Problem was, this snake was way too big for his tools so the grip was lost and the snake went in to the water. We thought we had lost it and were a little bummed. But, the snake eventually hit the side of the boat and naturally turned away from it causing it to swim right next to the boat.
My co-worker reached in to the water and grabbed the snake by the back end and pulled it part way in to the boat. My job was to take those snake clip thingies and clamp around his head when I saw the head.
Oh and I saw the head. I saw the head when the snake came flying up out of the water with its mouth open in our direction and hissing at us, ready to bite us. That was rather unsettling as this snake’s head is about the size of my hand.
I grabbed on with the clamp thingies but again, they were not designed for a snake this size so the snake easily slid out of them. At this point my co-worker told me to take the back end while he searched for the business end. I grabbed the back end of the snake and hauled some of it back in to the boat while my co-worker had his hand in the water looking for the head.
Kids...this was one strong ass snake. It started to wrap itself around my wrist and arm and was actually dragging me out of the boat in its fight to free itself from us. I told my co-worker, “I’m losing the snake...I’m losing the snake!” He’s yelling, “Hold on! Let me get the head!” I’m thinking, “DUDE! I’m not going in to the water with this fucking thing!”
Just when I thought I could not fight this thing any longer and I was going to lose my grip, he found the head. We hauled it in to the boat and started to play the game of, ‘let’s stuff it in to this plastic bag’. At first we tried to get the tail end in first but that wasn’t working out so well so my co-worker got the snake’s head in to the bag and held him down to the floor of the boat while I tried to stuff the rest of him in to the bag. The tail was easy. It was the rest of the girth that was a struggle. Not only was this snake heavy, he was strong!! I was trying to fold part of him to get him in the bag and he was not budging an inch.
After much fighting, struggling and yelling at the snake, (because yelling usually does the trick, “Oh! You want me in the bag? Well why didn’t you just say so!? You don’t have to yell at me!"), we got most of him in the bag. That was when my co-worker let go of the head.
Apparently I leaped over two rows of seats in a single bound when he said, “I don’t have the head anymore”. By this time though, it didn’t really matter because it was pretty much in the bag and he just tied it up. I stepped back to the driver’s seat and we came back to the dock where all our other co-workers jealously investigated our catch.
Our live catch.
Our 13 foot live Burmese python catch.
With our bare hands.
Not a single bite.
We made a phone call and tomorrow someone is coming out to destroy it. Now look...I don’t like killing animals when I’m not eating them. I have a real problem with that and I don’t feel good about this impending death either. HOWEVER, if we do not get rid of that snake, it will eat all sorts of wildlife out there, including alligators. This snake is big enough to consume a 5 foot alligator. And the area this snake was in, we have Purple Gallinules there, turtles, baby alligators, young alligators...all kinds of stuff in this particular area that this snake would easily have snacked on. In fact, two Purple Gallinules who enjoy our company were only about 15 feet away from this snake when we found it again to capture it. So, while I don’t like it, I understand it.
What I do like, though, is that I have a live capture of a 13 foot (estimated), Burmese python under my belt while most of the guys I work with have only caught dead ones or little ones. Some of them have issues with that and that brings me great joy.
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Ignoring It Won't Make It Go Away
This post is specifically for those who don’t get it. Too many people do not understand the difference between animal rights and animal welfare. Too many people make a mockery of those who say they support animal welfare because they think of groups like PETA who do more harm to animals than they help. Too many people think animal abuse is funny or that joking about it is funny. I find it as funny as joking about child abuse. Why don’t more of these people joke about beating the shit out of a kid? Because it’s not funny. Neither is beating the shit out of an animal or some other form of torture.
Many people did not understand the uproar over Michael (spit) Vick. They thought people were overreacting and they were mad at all of the “bitchy little animal rights” people. Too many people just have no fucking idea what type of torture many animals endure every day. I guarantee you that as you read this, an animal is being tortured or abused in a horrific manner.
I thought very long and hard about including these photos on my main page. I know it’s going to be upsetting for some people. I know some will be angry that I didn’t put them, “below the fold”. I know some people will not understand why I am doing what I’m doing no matter how I explain it. I thought maybe I should put them hidden with a warning.
Then I thought, no. Absolutely not. People do need to see what animals are going through. Maybe if they see it, they will wake the fuck up and actually DO something about it, no matter how small, and change the mindset that too many have that animals and the abuse of them is a joke. These are living, breathing creatures and it’s sickening the way people in this world treat them. These are not objects. They are not merely tools. They are not something to be tossed aside when you are done or bored with them or find them useless anymore. These are living, breathing creatures.
A lot of people try to say that animals don’t have any emotions or feelings. Of course they do not have the complex emotions or feelings that human beings do but anyone who thinks animals have no emotions and no feelings have never had a pet, have never studied animals, have never had any empathy. I’ve known some of these types of people in my life. On the surface, they appear to be wonderful people. As time goes on, you find out that they are some of the most shallow, insensitive, uncaring, rudest, unempathetic people you will ever know. I have no use for people like this and I let them know it.
Now, then....here are some images that you should find upsetting. If you do not find these photos upsetting, you may need to seek some sort of psychiatric help because there is something very wrong with you. That’s not just my opinion, it’s been proven and I am serious in my urging for you to seek professional help. You need it in a bad way.
I want you to think about your pet as you view these images. Or, if you don’t have a pet, any animal that you have come across in your lifetime that meant anything good to you whether it was a pet you had in the past, a neighbor’s pet, friend’s pet or just some random animal.
China is notorious for caging up dogs like this before they take them to slaughter for food. These dogs could be in these cages, cramped like this, for hours, days, weeks. Some dogs are caged up to be used as live shark bait. The “fishermen” take a gigantic hook, insert it through the snout of the dog, slice its throat so that they bleed and then toss them over the side as bait for shark hunting. And they see absolutely nothing wrong with this.
Let me ask you all a question: Why is it not okay to do this with humans? I don’t mean that in a mean spirited way, I mean, seriously, why is it not okay to do this with humans? Does it have something to do with intelligence, the food chain and things like that? Then what on earth makes people think it’s okay to do this to dogs? Dogs are highly intelligent, have feelings, show loyalty, are pack animals, are higher up the food chain than fish.....so why ok with dogs? Would there be an uproar if some were using humans as shark bait? Of course there would. But the outcry when doing this to dogs is less.....granted, they aren’t humans but they are higher up than fish. So why isn’t there more outrage over this? Maybe its’ because people don’t know it’s going on and what it looks like.
The next time you pet your dog or any dog, remember this:
Does that bother you? Can you imagine it happening to your dog? Think it can’t? Better hope that your dog never gets lost. Not all lost dogs are returned and not all of them die out there from exposure, an accident, starvation or from attack by another animal. Some people in this world seek out lost and stray dogs for this very purpose. I hope that you are appalled enough to do something about it, no matter how small it is, do something because this is not right.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
An Open Letter To Stoopid Hooman
Dear Idiot:
Super soaker water cannon? Bring it on, peasant. We cats don’t understand where you moron hoomans get this notion that we don’t like water. May we present Exhibit A:
So, we will continue to use your “laptop” as our butt warmer. Maybe if you turned down the fricken a/c from arctic temperatures to something pleasant and balmy, we wouldn’t have to resort to such measures. We will continue to kill anything and everything that looks like a snake because the second we don’t, you yell at us about not “earning our keep” and jeeezus, lady, we are tired of you going on and ON about that! We will continue to pester you for your food because why the hell should you get the good stuff and leave us with dry cereal? Of course you don’t stick your head in our bowls because you know our food sux! Why do you think we stick our faces in to yours? Dumbass! And the planting of the fur is because you tend to forget us as you horf down all that food while sitting in front of our butt warmer staring at the light. Frankly, we think you might be a bit simple in the mind because of it. Hours, you stare! HOURS! Like a zombie. Fricken weirdo!
Now, because you had such a snotty little attitude towards us in your letter, we have compiled a list of our own demands. Pay attention:
1) You will let us hog the entire bed, stretched out to our fullest capacity and you will NOT complain. In fact, you no longer get to use the bed. You will now sleep on the floor. Better yet, why don’t you just sleep outside.
2) You will have the Cat Sitter video on at all hours of the day and not shut it off to watch more stoopid hooman heads on the talking box.
3) If we want to play in the trash, we will play in the trash and any treats we find there are ours to keep. No longer will you interfere with our treasure hunt.
4) We left our fur on the couch for a reason. You will no longer remove it.
5) Your attitude towards our litter boxes will change immediately. Not only will you clean it each and every time we use it, you will no longer ask, in a snippy little tone, “What the hell crawled up your ass and died? Damnit you stink!” You’re the twit who keeps feeding us cereal.
6) If we want to drink the water out of your water bottle, we will drink the water out of your water bottle. We KNOW we have water dishes filled with water. We just don’t want to use them.
7) Milk and cream on demand. Nothing further needs to be said about it.
8) You don’t have the best breath in the morning either so shut up about ours, already.
9) If you have the audacity to pet a mangy mutt at some point during the day, you are no longer allowed in the house until you remove all of the dog germs. In fact, you’re just no longer allowed in the house at all...except to feed us YOUR food and clean our litter boxes.
10) You will no longer push us in to those horrid little carriers when we are traveling. You sit in the carrier, we will drive.
If you cannot adhere to these demands, you will suffer the consequences. (Oh, snap! Not so nifty when those words are coming back at you now are they?) You think that little hork we did on the floor in the middle of the night was bad? Test us. We can do it on your FACE while you sleep if you keep this up. Now go clean the litter and get the hell out of our house!
Best Regards,
Presidents, VPs and CEOs of This Joint
Monday, September 21, 2009
Open Letter To The Felions
Dear Cats:
My laptop is not a butt warmer. Stop sitting on it. Especially when I’m in the middle of using it.
All those cords attached to my laptop? Those are not snakes that “need killin’”, those allow me to connect to the internet and keep my power going. When you bite and attack them, you cause problems for me.
And finally, for the last time, get your got damned face and paws out of my food! No, your wide eyed begging followed by pathetic mewlings is not cute and you will not woo me in to sharing. This is MY food. You don’t see me planting my face in your food bowl do you? Nok it off! And take your fur with you when you leave. That trick of planting fur in my meal doesn’t work, I’m still eating it.
If you do not adhere to my repeated wishes, you will suffer the consequences. That little spray of water you get now from the harmless squirt bottle? Kiss it good bye and say hello to the new super soaker water cannon. This is your final warning.
Thank you,
Management
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Why Yes I Do Go There
You know how it is, you hear people talk a lot of shit, boasting and what not, “Oh, if I ever encountered that person, I’d say....” or some other crap that you know damn good and well they would never say nor do.
Or you see written on blog sites open letters to some company and the writer gets a good laugh from their audience but you know that they wouldn’t dare do that for real. They’re just talking smack.
I don’t like people who say they would do or say one thing but when it comes time to act, say nothing, do nothing or just wimp out.
Recently, I came across a website that sells merchandise for pets. The stuff is cool. The photos are adorable. But the products are insanely overpriced. Example, they have a cat scratcher for sale. It’s the same concept as those $5 cat scratchers that come in a box filled with corrugated cardboard. When kitty has destroyed the cardboard, you buy more cardboard and put it in the box. It’s a big hit with cats everywhere.
This particular company has made the box out of faux leather and has upped the price to about $299. And when kitty has destroyed the cardboard and it’s time to refill? Why, you can get that cardboard from this company for $60. That’s not a typo.
I continued to look around and had to stop because of typos and mistakes. So, I decided to write a letter. This is the actual letter that I wrote to them:
For a company that wants to charge such ridiculous prices for their products, (really, $60 for cardboard? REALLY?), one would think they would proof read their own site.
Example:
Copenhagen Cat Carrier, first sentence:
“ Take you kitty out in style. “
Take you? How about, “take youR kitty out in style”?
Same product, third sentence:
“...so much so that that you can even...”
That, that darn error. Take out one, “that”, please.
I’m sure your products appeal to some rich snot somewhere, someone with far more dollars than sense, but please note that I cannot take a company seriously when they can’t even proof read their own site and correct such simple mistakes. I haven’t read further in to the site, you might want to get someone on that, asap.
Sincerely,
Not Impressed
Now I’m sure that someone will get all upset and say that I was too harsh and blah, blah, blah but I have no desire to be kind to a company that charges hundreds of dollars for dog bowls. I find the prices insulting to our intelligence. I’ll let you know if they respond.
So, yes kids, I do go there, just like I say I do.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Did He Get To Vote?
Geez, even dogs are smarter than liberals:
So, did he? Get to vote? If dead people can vote, why not dogs?
(Yah, yah, I said I was going to write stories but this was too funny to pass up.)
Thursday, May 21, 2009
These Are The Types Who Make Me Hate
It is about time that this country start giving harsh sentences for those who abuse animals. There is no excuse for animal cruelty. None. I know some of my neighbors commit acts of animal cruelty because of the stray cat problem where we live but I have no proof. Woah be to the one I do get proof on because I WILL fucking report them. Fine, set your traps but then take those cats to the Animal Control to be put down humanely. Shooting them, torturing them, feeding them to wildlife, beating them, whatever, is cruelty. Plain and simple.
I will never, for the life of me, understand how people can work around animals if they don’t care about animals. There is nature and then there is fucking cruelty. And I happen to be working around a lot of very cruel people. And I wish I had the legal right to beat the ever loving shit out of them for it.
Lately, we have had a cat killer on the loose and I hope to GOD that they find this asshole and hang him by that maggot between his legs.
You Better Hope Those Cat Owners Don’t Get To You First, Fudgepacker
I AM going to blockquote this because I know a lot of people never bother to actually click the link. And what you are about to read is sickening. So, why don’t you go gather up your little pet and scritch their ears while you read this:
Some homeowners in the Whispering Pines section of Cutler Bay say they are on edge. They say as many as 18 cats have been horribly mutilated and left in front yards and on doorsteps in the past few weeks....
..."It was horrible. My cat was lying there with his head crashed open,” said Barbara Mesa of her 13-year-old white cat named Caspar. “His face was crushed in, perhaps from a gun or smashed on the street. And his back thigh was sliced open…
...Some may have been skinned alive. One cat’s skin was actually found in one neighbor’s yard. Some cats have been cut with some sort of knife from head to toe…
...Paul Wiesinger said his wife found their 14-year-old cat Tammy some three houses away from their home on Wednesday afternoon. Tammy had been butchered.
“He kills them. He mutilates them,” said Wiesinger. “He leaves them out in the open so everyone can see them. There’s somebody out there that has to be stopped. Yes, it would mean a lot to me to find him."
On our local Craig’s List in the Rant and Rave’s section, some douche nozzle, annually, likes to post all his “latest kills” and much of what he posts sounds much like what you have read here. Who knows if that fuckwit is real or not but if he is, he best watch himself because this sort of thing IS being investigated...even on CL.
I don’t find any humor in animal cruelty. I don’t care if you “like cats” or not, a cat is a living, breathing creature. It has every right to live. You do not have the right to torture and mutilate animals. It IS illegal. Dumping and abandoning your animals IS illegal. Neglecting your animals IS illegal.
I’m fucking sick of hearing people say, “they aren’t people!” That does not mean that they can’t suffer. That does not mean that they are living creatures and that it is sick and fucking twisted to torture them, mutilate them, starve them, beat them, shoot them, kill them.
Before anyone goes off half fucking cocked, let me state that I eat meat. Yes. This isn’t about meat eaters vs veg heads. I’m not talking about those who go hunting. Personally I fucking hate hunting because I believe there is PLENTY of damn meat in the grocery store but I have agreed to fucking deal with it as long as the animal hunted is USED FOR FOOD and not just hunted for shits and giggles. If you shoot an animal and the only thing you do with that animal is mount its head on your den wall, you’re a prick. If you ATE the animal and then put the head on the den wall...well, I’ll shut the fuck up and deal with it.
But what I’m talking about is those who mistreat animals for no reason other than to mistreat them. I’m talking about people who toss their pets out the window of their car or truck as they hurtle down the freeway. I’m talking about assholes like the one in the story above. I’m talking about people like my neighbors who think the best way to handle the “stray cat” problem is to trap them and then shoot them or feed them to alligators or whatever other sick fucking thing these dicks are doing. I’m talking about people who beat animals. I’m talking about people who just drop their animal off somewhere and drive away.
Those types of people need to be locked up and ass raped every day for the rest of their lives. Those people do not deserve to ever have a happy moment ever again while they are alive.
See, for all of those types who say, “it’s not a person!!!”, you must realize, numbnuts, that people who do this sort of thing to animals have a HIGH likely hood of moving on to doing that sort of thing to humans. And from what I know about my neighbors and how shitty they treat people, it’s true. So, “it’s not a person!!ELEVENTY!!111!!!”, if you do not learn that empathy for an animal continues on in having empathy for a human, you may find a loved one fall at the hands of some fuckweed who, in their earlier years, thought it was GREAT FUN to skin a cat alive and leave the evidence on a random driveway for all to see. I can’t get you to care about an animal but I would certainly hope you give a fuck about the people around you.
I hope, with everything that I have, that they catch this person and he is LOCKED THE FUCK UP for years. Again, yes they are “just animals”, but they are living, breathing creatures and doing this to living, breathing creatures is a fucking crime. Whether you like it or not. Whether you think a cat is important enough to care about or not. Set aside, for one moment, if you are able, the fact that in this story, the victims are cats. Think about the fact that this person has NO conscience when it comes to living, breathing creatures.
There is something very mentally wrong with people who think this way. And they need to be kept, locked away from society.
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Ungrateful Hoodlums
I’ve mentioned, a time or two, to my cats, when they are trying to fricken take the food I’m eating out of my mouth as I’m eating it that they would probably not care one whit if I died. I think, when my cat licks me, she’s just tasting me and waiting, in anticipation, for my demise. And frankly, I think she’s the ring leader instructing the other cats how to be under foot all the time, in an effort to trip me and cause me to break my neck.
I have cats that chew my head when I’m in bed. Like they are trying to get to my brains, a high source of protein, I suppose. I’ve seen them staring at me, with that look in their eye that is a bit unsettling. So, I’m not in the least bit surprised by these results:
I think it’s time that I draft up a Terms and Conditions for them to sign if they wish to remain living here. I’m going to begin working on it tomorrow. I will be putting it up when it’s finalized....as evidence should I suddenly, without provocation, disappear. (Question the cats, first.)
[link found on Rachel’s site.]
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
I Must Be Delirious
Cripes, it was hot today. It was a reminder of what’s to come. In the summer? I HATE this job. It’s way too hot, I sweat far too much, (I hate sweating), the tourists are cranky because they’re hot and it’s like they hold us personally responsible for it, people start to stink, it’s horrible. I was unprepared for this temp this early. It’s been pretty decent. Temps have been in the 80s but there has been wind to keep things nice and cool. Not today. I got overheated and felt really sick. My head was pounding, I got dizzy, thought I was going to vomit or pass out.
But I stuck it out. I earned that money today.
When I came home, I threw food at the cats, got in to my pajamas and passed out.
I just woke up. I found my laptop open and the internet up and on this page:
It actually looks really cool and I have some cats who really, really want to go outside. Yah, well, keep dreaming cats, I don’t have that kind of money.
I’m more disturbed by the fact that my cats figured out how to get on the internet. In fact, they tell me they found this link at a site called, Psychokitty.
WTF is going on around here? I think it’s time to install some hidden cameras around the house. I suspect the white one.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Quick To Boil
Do you know what can make me go from calm, cool and collected to insanely livid in less than a second? Hearing, reading or seeing someone abuse or neglect an animal. I will lose my shit!
The other day, some asshole drove in to the parking lot and dumped off their cat and then took off. The poor cat was so traumatized, scared to death that it bolted from the parking lot to hide in some bushes right next to the water.
The water that contains ALLIGATORS!
This cat does not know this environment. This cat will probably not survive. This is how I got two other cats that I now have, safely ensconced indoors, typically in my bed or on the couch. I’ll never forget sitting outside one day, on my table, enjoying the night when I saw headlights in the back parking lot. Because of where I was, I could not see the car. But it turned and left and the next thing I know, there was a little black cat, tearing around the parking lot, screaming in fear.
After some work and food, I managed to get that critter inside, where it’s safe. It is not safe for some animals where I live. Hell, most animals. Between the alligators and snakes and birds of prey, many animals do. not. make. it out here.
I am beyond disgusted by these POS!!!!!!! who do this to their animals.
People. If you do not want your pet any longer, TAKE YOUR PET TO THE HUMANE SOCIETY! I don’t CARE if you don’t want to face the people and tell them that you are a shitty pet owner. I don’t CARE if you can’t take the disapproving look you’ll get from the admin desk. Get in your car and drive there with your pet. Stand in that line, fill out the paperwork, tell them you’re a pile of shit human and release your animal to them.
These are lives. These are not objects. Those animals should not have to suffer because you are a selfish fuck! No, not all animals get adopted from the shelters but they have a FAR better chance at a good life than when you dump them off in the wilderness because you are too lazy and too ashamed of yourselves to do things the humane way.
I really don’t care if anyone likes this next statement: I hope, with every thing that I have, that the people who do this kind of thing suffer horrible, HORRIBLE fates. There is NO excuse to treat an innocent creature the way some people do.
No idea where this recent dumped off cat has gone to. It may still be around or it may already have met its demise. All because some prick could not take 1 hour out of their day to honor this cat with a chance for something better.
I see this way too often where I live and my faith in humans, while admittedly already extremely low, gets lower every time it happens.
You’re going to meet your karma one day. So don’t snivel and whine and cry about how you seem to be having a lot of bad luck. Suck it up and deal with it. Chances are, the hell you go through will be nothing compared to what you put that animal through.
What is wrong with people?
Monday, March 23, 2009
Cat Eats Bird
Due to popular demand, (total lie), you can now follow my cat on Twitter. She’s been wanting to say things and I never let her so when I decided to see what this Twitter craze was all about, I opted to allow her that platform to air her angst.
Enjoy. And when I find a brain, I’ll figure out how to put this on my sidebar.
You can also respond to her, if you would like.
People, PLEASE! Stop pushing! Form a line!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
This Should Be Interesting
Of course, it’s possible that I’m just an idiot. It remains to be seen. Many years ago, I had only two cats and with school and work and all the time I spent on the bus to and fro, I didn’t have a lot of time to be cleaning up cat litter. I would be exhausted at the end of the day and the last thing I wanted to do was scoop poop, scrub a litter box, sweep the fracking litter that they tracked all over the floor....
So, I found one of those trainers that would eventually train the cat to use the toilet instead of a litter box. This was over a decade ago and at that time, it was a flimsy little piece of plastic. The idea was that you would start out by continuing to use the usual litter box but slowly, gradually, bring it closer and closer to the toilet. Then, you would start to elevate the litter box using whatever means necessary. (I used old phone books.) Eventually the litter box that they were used to would be even with the level of the toilet seat.
From that point, you were to place the flimsy plastic piece under the seat of the toilet to hold it in place while also still having the usual litter box at seat level. In time, you would take away the old litter box and leave just the flimsy plastic piece under the toilet seat and the kitties would realize that this is where they were to go, now. After awhile, the idea was to be able to remove the plastic piece altogether and the cats would just do their business, right in to the toilet and all you had to do was come home and flush. Brilliance! No more buying cat litter, no more litter pans, no more gross scooper, no more stink!
Now, I had a 50% success rate. One cat managed to learn how to use it and she would hover her little butt over the toilet and go. Oh it was a proud moment, indeed. (I don’t need much, really.)
Another cat really did make the attempt to use it and did well all the way until it was time to put the device under the toilet seat for him to get used to perching himself on the seat. Well, this particular cat didn’t seem to grasp the concept that he needed to sit on the seat and hang his butt over the litter in the center. What he did, instead, was try to climb in to the plastic piece and, of course, he fell in to the toilet, plastic piece, litter and all. From that point on, he used the tub beside the toilet, instead. That is, until I gave up and brought out the old litter box for them to use again. Sigh.
Again, though, this was way back when and the piece to be used was flimsy plastic. I understand the reason for it, you don’t want your cat to get used to sitting in the middle of the toilet, you want it to learn how to perch itself on the seat to go. But, perhaps it was just a little too flimsy.
In this day and age, these products have greatly improved and I’m finding myself with more cats than I thought I would have at this point in my life. (As I still do not have the acres and acres of land required for a pet sanctuary.) But, I have a soft spot for abandoned animals and come with a giant “S” on my forehead that animals, far and wide, can sense. The problem with having so many pets is that one has to constantly change the litter. Constantly sweep. Constantly throw old, stinky ass litter away. It’s a non stop thing and I’m really tired of sweeping, cleaning and changing every day or even twice a day.
In my current place, I have to hide the cat food in the bathroom. Each morning, when I get up to feed the hoodlums, they jump on the toilet to stuff their faces in to the bag while I’m trying to scoop some out for their bowls. Sometimes I have left the lid up and they have managed to perch themselves on to the seat with no problems, never once falling in. Soon, I will be getting a new place. And soon, I will want things to be even cleaner and nicer looking than they are right now. So, soon, I’m going to dive back in to the world of toilet training cats.
I’ve been online all day looking at all sorts of cat litter boxes and self cleaning and toilet training devices and most of them are WAY overpriced. One of them, a self cleaning cat litter box, that gets high praises all around, it just too expensive for me at this point in life. I’ve seen people with blogs who have cats talk about this particular product and I’ve not seen one bad review. The problem for me is that it costs about $300 and you have to get a special granule made for that system only and sanitizer. Now, if I had only one or two cats, this would be the way to go. But it is not recommended for more than 2 cats, 3 maximum.
So, I would have to get two. I don’t have $600 to be spending on a cat litter pan no matter how miraculous and glorious it is. I do wish I could have one because people sing its praises from the mountain tops. But, with the amount of cats I now have saved, it wouldn’t end up being cost efficient. Which is a major let down. Maybe one day I can get one of those.
In the meantime, I have to find another solution. I did, at one time, have a self cleaning litter box. It was not this particular brand and it was also a bit expensive but it did work pretty well. The only problem is that it was LOUD when it cleaned. I could hear it three rooms away. The other problem was that I had one cat who would defecate all over the sides instead of in the litter like the other cats did so it ended up being something I had to clean all the time anydamnway.
Right now, the cats I have seem to be either eager to please, (Serenity), or are young enough to learn quickly and not be stubborn in their ways. And since sometimes I am not the best on keeping all those litter boxes perfectly clean at all times, I have seen them use the bathroom sink. I know, it’s gross. I disinfect to the highest order but, it has happened. Nonetheless, this, combined with the need for something to work and with their prancing all over the toilet seat trying to get to the food, gave me the idea that maybe I can make another go of this. These are all new cats in my life from when I tried it the first time so many years ago. Maybe it will work well this time.
So, when I get in to my new place, I’m going to give it a try. However, learning from the past and the flimsy piece of plastic, I’ve decided that instead of spending $100 on some device offered up by pet stores, I’m going to try what I thought about those many years ago. I will be visiting the cooking department of my local department store.
See, all I really need is one giant steel mixing bowl that will fit under the toilet seat. That’s really all that flimsy plastic was anyway. One giant bowl that fit under a seat. I will move the boxes to the bathroom area and we will start off on the right foot....paw, this time. I will eventually raise the box to seat level and will put the giant, steel mixing bowl under the seat, with some litter in it to get them used to the idea. If I see that they are using it and using it properly, I will take away the raised litter box and hopefully I’ll be able to come home every day and flush their crap right down the toilet.
No litter, no mess, no stank.
I SHOULD be moving in to my new place this next weekend. (We’ll see. You know how it is when you have to rely on OTHER people to do their job.) And the training will begin. I will keep you all updated.
I know, it’s riveting, hard hitting news here at Serenity’s Journal, isn’t it? But I also know that many of my readers have cats and maybe they can learn from me if I am successful. Maybe they can try it as well.
I hope it does work because frankly, not only do I want my new place to remain clean at all times and smell nice, with the economy going in to the tank, I am looking to cut corners where possible. If this does indeed succeed, I’ll save myself a good $40 a month. That’s only slightly less than St. Hope and Change plans to give us. I might get to finish that college education after all!
update Breaking News! Looks like I can just go to the grocery store to get started instead of spending money on a steel bowl. I found this person’s site and the instructions make a lot of sense. Step by Step Instructions. I’m going to try it her way as her instructions are far more clear and again, make way more sense than any others I’ve seen. When I first tried this, I didn’t get these kinds of instructions beyond removing old litter box so kitty can get used to flimsy plastic bowl inside toilet. Maybe this time I’ll have success.
The only downside I see to this is that while training, I have to share this toilet with these cats and it means I’m going to have to remove the roasting pan every time I want to use the bathroom. Hmmm, maybe I’ll train them to use the toilet and I’ll use their litter box.
Oh nok it off, I’m just kidding.
But I am definitely going to try this now that I have way better instructions. I have high hopes. No, seriously, it really doesn’t take that much to amuse me. Haven’t you figured that out by now? How long have you been here? Five minutes?
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Insanity Knows No Bounds
When I was much younger, I supported groups like PETA. I gave them money and I thought I was doing good. You know, when I was still really a kid and my brain hadn’t fully developed yet? But then, as with almost anything, I started researching. And the data I found was disgusting, to say the least, and prompted me to stop calling myself an animal rights activist and steer more towards welfare and I definitely stopped supporting mass animal murderers like PETA.
Now, one of St. Hope and Change’s appointees, Harvard Law School Professor Cass Sunstein, the new Office of Information and Regulatory Affairs (OIRA) Administrator, is one of those lunatic PETA types. He thinks that animals should have the right to bring law suits against people. Read that again: Animals bringing law suits against people.
I’m sorry, am I on Candid Camera?
Is this whole election one gigantic joke that no one has yet let me in on? Is this some sort of experiment? Was I drugged and taken to a research lab, provided with an environment that LOOKS like my own but no longer ACTS like the one I know?
Animals bringing law suits against people.
From PETA Kills Animals, this story emerges:
...there’s one troubling portion of the new Office of Information and Regulatory Affairs (OIRA) Administrator’s C.V. that has seems to have flown under everyone’s radar: Cass Sunstein is a radical animal rights activist.
As I’ve said countless times here, whenever someone leans too far to one side or the other, you have the makings of an incompetent bastard.
...Animal Rights: Current Debates and New Directions, a 2004 book that Sunstein co-edited with then-girlfriend Martha Nussbaum. In that book, Sunstein set out an ambitious plan to give animals the legal “right” to file lawsuits. We’re not joking:
“[A]nimals should be permitted to bring suit, with human beings as their representatives, to prevent violations of current law … Any animals that are entitled to bring suit would be represented by (human) counsel, who would owe guardian like obligations and make decisions, subject to those obligations, on their clients’ behalf.”
This person was appointed by St. Hope and Change. Let’s allow this all to sink in for a moment. Read it again. And again. Really taste what this mentally challenged person is saying.
... He concluded his Harvard speech by expressing his “more ambitious animating concern” that the current treatment of livestock and other animals should be considered “a form of unconscionable barbarity not the same as, but in many ways morally akin to, slavery and mass extermination of human beings.”
Dudes. The insane blatherings leave me speechless. Sometimes, when someone says something so utterly stupid, I am unable to even form a coherent thought. It’s not because the person has a point, it’s because it’s like diving in to the mind of a mental patient. All you want to do is get out. My mind refuses to process this bullshit lest I be rendered insane as well.
As the individual about to assume “the most important position that Americans know nothing about,” Sunstein owes the public an honest appraisal of his animal rights goals before taking office. Will the next four years be a dream-come-true for anti-meat, anti-hunting, and anti-everything-else radicals? Time will tell. For now, meat lovers might want to stock their freezers.
Jesus Christ I can’t take this administration anymore and it’s not even been a week. They are attacking our right to bear arms, they are attacking meat eating, they are attacking our defense against terrorism and the means we have used to gather information, they are attacking our pocket books, they are attacking the white man, they are attacking our liberties, freedoms and way of life, the list goes on and on. They are going to go after every last thing until they turn us in to complete and total zombies that only say, “yes we can, master, yes we can”.
And 52% of us are sitting here, with a slobbery, jizz riddled grin on our faces, thumbs up our asses, eyes glazed over with euphoria, staring at the television of the chosen ONE, the new messiah, mouth agape, drool hanging from the corners of our mouths thinking this is the best thing to ever happen, EVER.
Do you like to go hunting? This loon wants to make it illegal. PETA already wants to change the name of fish to sea kittens so you can count out fishing as something to do on the weekends as well. Like milk? Forget it. You won’t get anymore. BBQ with friends? Only if they’re tofu dogs. Forget taking your kids to the zoo. Forget the circus. Hell, forget going on an airboat tour. We don’t pen the gators but many an animal rights activist has come to where I work and gone on tour. (Yes, they have and I love taking them out because I know just how to handle these twits.)
While I don’t agree with using animals for testing cosmetics, I just can’t get over that one and you’ll never convince me otherwise, I do understand why they are used in other scientific experiments but this guy does not. He wants to ban all animal testing. All of it. So what shall we use now? Humans? I know, let’s start with the 52% who voted St. Hope and Change in to office.
Oh nok it off, I’m kidding.
Sort of.
And don’t you dare piss off your cat or dog. Better keep Fluffy’s litter clean lest you get hauled in to court with a lawsuit against you. Rover not getting dressed up and treated like a human? You’re treating him like the dog that he is? Well, be prepared to pay when Rover sues you.
This is ridiculous. This whole damn thing is ridiculous. I cannot believe that this country has come to this. What the HELL has happened to the people in this country? Is this fall out from all the drugs those assholes did in the 60s and 70s? Did it get passed on to the next generation through the womb? Is it all the drugs they keep throwing at kids as a solution to regular character traits of children? Seriously!! What the fuck is going on here? How is it possible that mentally deranged people are running this place? I know people are stupid. I see stupid ass people every single day. What IS the average IQ of a person in this country because I’m beginning to think it is far below 70.
Animals bringing law suits against people. I keep getting images of Animal Farm in my head.
My only consolation is that survival of the fittest will ring true and all these idiots will kill themselves off. Then, and only then, can we get back to reality.
Sunday, October 05, 2008
You People Are SICK
I really hate it when you support a cause but many others who support the same cause are certifiable lunatics making you look bad. As time goes on, the people at work are starting to realize I’m not a nutcase and that when I say I support this cause, I DO understand the good and the bad.
I am all about animal welfare. I’ve said it on here before and I’m saying it again. As I said, people at work know that I am and when something has to happen, they now, with respect, ask me if I understand why said thing has to be done. I’m not blinded by the emotion. I understand that some people seriously mistreat animals and those people should be given harsh sentences when caught just as much as I understand that we need animals. Our bodies are set up to consume animal products. FACT. Unfortunately, there are too many people who are blinded by the emotion and cannot handle that sometimes, they are absolutely wrong.
Example, I know lots of people out there think that consuming anything animal is wrong. To each their own. If you wish to conduct yourself like this, who am I to step in and tell you that you shouldn’t? Just don’t preach to me if I do eat meat and drink milk and eat cheese and eggs and I won’t preach to you about the screams and wails coming from all those plants being murdered.
(Do I really need to put a snark tag there?)
When I was younger and extremely clueless, I supported PETA. That lasted one whole year. During that time, I started to read up on PETA and frankly, PETA kills more animals than you may know. It’s so nice and wonderful that they go and rescue all sorts of dogs and cats from the shelters, isn’t it? I wonder how nice you think it is that they then kill those dogs and cats and dump them in dumpsters because they just don’t have the room, it’s all overwhelming!
(PETA cease and desist letter in 3....2....1...)
We’ve heard how PETA likes to go to kids schools and hand out pamphlets about the eeeeevils of meat eating and are told to go home and call mommy and daddy murderers. Because nothing quite says ‘sane’ like using little kids to spread your propaganda. (Sick fucks.)
Look, I could go on all day so how about this:
PETA decides that we should all eat breast milk instead
People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals sent a letter to Ben Cohen and Jerry Greenfield, cofounders of Ben & Jerry’s Homemade Inc., urging them to replace cow’s milk they use in their ice cream products with human breast milk, according to a statement recently released by a PETA spokeswoman.
“PETA’s request comes in the wake of news reports that a Swiss restaurant owner will begin purchasing breast milk from nursing mothers and substituting breast milk for 75 percent of the cow’s milk in the food he serves,” the statement says.
PETA officials say a move to human breast milk would lessen the suffering of dairy cows and their babies on factory farms and benefit human health....
Oh. My. God.
As always, PETA takes one fact and then twists it in to something that turns out to be false or a very bad thought out idea. Is breast milk healthy? Of course it is. For most children. Duh. We all know that. That’s the fact that PETA takes. Now, the twist and turn of it is to add that as adults, we should all be eating breast milk.
Several things wrong with this:
#1: There’s the “gross” factor. If Ben and Jerry’s decided to do this, I’m positive their sales would slump.
#2: Breast milk is high in fat. Adults do not need that extra fat.
#3: How about diseases? How is this milk tested for diseases? How do we know that we are getting disease free milk at those milk centers?
#4: Do we really want to start treating lactating women like cattle? Really? Do you have any idea just how many women we would have to milk to supply the current demand for cow’s milk in Ben and Jerry’s ice cream? Do we really want to go down this road?
#5: Despite the fact that some people drink it to try to help cure their cancer, (a protein in breast milk was shown to kill brain tumor cells in a test tube), there is no evidence that breast milk benefits adults any more than cow’s milk.
#6: The American Academy of Pediatrics and the American Medical Association state that children over the age of 2 and adults benefit from cow’s milk because it is an inexpensive source of protein and a convenient source of calcium. It contains vitamin A and B12,thiamine,riboflavin and minerals like sodium and potassium. The products made out of cow’ milk like cheese, butter, ice cream, etc. also improve the immune system.
PETA continues:
"The fact that human adults consume huge quantities of dairy products made from milk that was meant for a baby cow just doesn’t make sense,” says PETA Executive Vice President Tracy Reiman. “Everyone knows that ‘the breast is best,’ so Ben & Jerry’s could do consumers and cows a big favor by making the switch to breast milk."
Everyone knows this eh, Tracy? Everyone. Actually, it does make sense to drink cow’s milk. And I think Ben and Jerry’s is already doing cows a big favor by using and continuing to use their milk. Check out this story about the poor, mistreated cows living in constant pain and “filthy conditions” (according to PETA):
Who Moooved My Air Mattress? PETA?
FLUFFY fingered farmers are pampering their dairy cows with massages and comfy mattresses to produce better tasting milk.
Some spoilt herds are being tucked up each night on three inches of soft rubber and sawdust while some are lucky enough to get a WATER bed.
And for a special treat, farmers are even installing special MASSAGE equipment into the sheds belonging to their Frisian friends.
And farmers say all the pampering gives the milk better TASTE.
The barmy sounding moo-ves are part of the ‘Caring Dairy’ initiative set up by ice-cream maker Ben and Jerry’s.
They believe paying special attention to animal welfare makes the cows “happier” and prolongs their normally short lives... ~emph. mine
...Ben & Jerry’s co-founder, Jerry Greenfield said: “Comfy cows are happy cows.”
Right. PETA, again, has not paid attention to the whole story before going after a company. Too busy looking for attention for their ridiculous cause, they end up looking foolish. It is because of organizations like PETA that those of us who are true animal activists, will always get a bad name.
Again I say, congratulations, PETA. You harm more animals every time you start flapping your gums.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Dear Kittens
While I applaud your efforts and enthusiasm in using the litter box, please stop hurling the litter out of the box with such force to create mountains. And please stop stomping through those litter mountains, back and forth, back and forth, whee isn’t this fun, because you spread it all over my kitchen and living room floors. It does not feel good on my feet and I’m tired of cleaning it up 4 times a day due to your obsession with it. Kidlets, I’m tired. Just throw a few crystals on it and be done with it. It’s going to be changed within the day anyway.
Oh and while we are discussing the topic of my fatigue, might I also request that you not wake me up at 5am every. single. morning? I know you need to play and explore and discover new things but I have two hours left to sleep and you keep me awake during that time only to go back to sleep the instant I have to get up and get ready for work. That’s downright irritating. For the love of GOD let me sleep until 7.
And also? My head? That’s not for resting yourselves upon nor is my back for climbing to reach aforementioned non resting area. You are kittens. You have the claws of Freddy Krueger. They hurt. Stop it.
Other than that and the exorbitant weekly food bill I suffer for you pigs, I adore everything else about you.
Thank you.
~Serenity
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
I Am But An Ornament
Or a cat tree. All this evening, while sitting here trying to relax, read blogs, have dinner, a refreshing adult beverage, I’ve had kittens climbing up my back, up my legs, hanging from my arms, swatting at my sweatshirt hood strings....apparently I’m nothing more than a giant jungle gym.
As soon as I get my hair back out of some kitty claws, I’m going to bed.
(In other news, the Miami Humane Society apparently got their new a/c unit for all the doggies and catties so all is well again...as far as THAT is concerned. Don’t let that stop you from donating to a shelter in your area. They need all the help they can get.)
Sunday, July 13, 2008
PSA For The Animals
Summer is on us and it gets hot...hoooooot where some of us live. Here in Miami it has been downright horrible with the heat lately. Mid 90s, factor in the humidity and it’s pretty miserable.
Now, imagine wearing a fur coat in all of that, a fur coat you cannot remove. And you have no air conditioning. This is what the Humane Society of Miami is going through right now. Unfortunately, their air conditioning system said, “Dudes, it’s too hot here, I’m leaving” and left hundreds of dogs and cats with no reprieve from the scorching temperatures. They need help. They need donations from the community so that they can get a new air conditioning system. Right now they have fans set up and are leaving doors and windows open but it’s still HOT in there and the animals are having a rough go.
Kids, I don’t do many requests for donations but I’m begging you, all, to help out here. Even if you don’t live in Miami, you can still help. They are trying to raise $80,000 for a new system so that the dogs and cats can once again have something of comfort. It’s bad enough these animals are sitting in cages wondering if they’re going to die or get adopted...why add more trauma to that experience?
I don’t care if you only have $5 to spare, donate it. If you love animals, please, please go to their site:
and do what you can. Even if they get the funds needed for the new system by the time you donate, you can still help out for kibbles and blankets and litter and other overhead costs for these animals. And you can also help the Humane Society in your area or any animal shelter in your area. Maybe you can’t adopt right now, but a little bit of money from many people goes a long way.
Trust me guys, I work in this heat all day long and it can be rough. Please help. Thanks kids.
(Thank you Amanda for letting me know.)
update The Humane Society of Miami has a Florida Animal Friend MySpace page. Here are some facts from that page in case you are still deciding if you are going to donate:
At present, approximately 800,000 dogs and cats are killed each year due to overpopulation.
-> Every day in Florida, 2,191 homeless pets are killed.
-> Every hour in Florida, 91 homeless pets are killed.
-> In the minute it takes you to read this, 1.5 homeless pets will be killed.
Not only have I donated, I also had to renew my tags for my car and went ahead and got an “Animal Friend” license plate. It absolutely costs more to renew with this license plate than it would with a common plate. The proceeds, $25 extra dollars for the special plate and tags, go towards spaying and neutering programs here. I can only do so much. I’ve adopted two stray cats that people either dumped off or were born out here because people didn’t spay or neuter, I’ve got 4 kittens from the cat I rescued after someone dumped her off and I have a plethora of strays I’m currently feeding as I’m trying to win their trust so that I can either a) get the fixed and them bring them back out, (no one here minds them so much as they do that people are not getting their pets fixed) or b) for the youngest not quite feral cats, bring them to the Humane Society in hopes they get adopted. I’m going through massive amounts of cat litter each week and one giant 20 pound bag of food every. single. week. I am not rich. If I can do this much, I know you guys can donate something. Again, please help.
It’s NOT the animals’ faults.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Must Everything Be Difficult?
Ok, kids, I promised you video of the kittehs and I have video of the kittehs. But first, I want you to know the incredible struggle I went through to get this done.
First, I had to think about doing it. That took me a few days. Second, I had to get up and get the camcorder. This took another couple of days. Sigh. Battery needs to be re-charged...third, I had to charge the flippin’ battery. Battery charged, now I had to actually film the kittehs. More procrastinating until I realized, “Hmm, they really do grow up fast, guess I better do this today, on my day off or I won’t do it for another week.” Got the video camera, got the battery on it and filmed. Good, now let’s load it all up.
Double plus sigh. First I had to find the blasted cord. That meant I had to go outside to my car and it was hot today and I didn’t feel like going outside. So I sat here some more and read other blogs until I decided to just do it. Got the cord. Went to hook it up...oh for crying! out loud! I have to switch the damn card on the back of my computer. Shut off the damn computer, changed the card, restarted...sigh! sigh! sigh!!
Loaded video. Waited. Waited. Waited. I’m bored!
Picked some of the better segments and made a mini movie from the footage. A lot of the footage ended up on the cutting room floor but it was also very cute and very good but I know most people have the attention span of a retarded gnat so I had to cut it down. Added music. Went to my new video site, (D. Bunny, I had actually stolen the idea from you from your site before you commented about said site. Thanks!), loaded video.
Due to a high volume of uploading, it would take 20 minutes to convert. Give me a break! This is taking FAR longer than necessary. Finally it was done. Realized I had accidentally uploaded uncut version instead. Fuuuuuuuuuuck!
Deleted video. Uploaded correct video.
Due to a high volume of uploading, it would take 35 minutes to convert.
Screw this, I’m going to the store.
Came back, video is done and ready and here you are. Do you see what I go through for you people? ENJOY it! NOW!
The Kittehs First Public Appearance from Serenity Cat on Vimeo.
Damn they’re adorable.
And yes, the video is a little jumpy but this turned in to an all day event and if you complain, I’ll cut you.
