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When you do not know what 6 7 means?
Do not let success go to your head and do not let failure get to your heart.
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Apparently, I've officially become the neighborhood old(er) stray pet guy. There's a random squad that shows up off the yard now. We have military housing scattered around and get a lot of moving in and out. Unfortunately some shit owners treat pets like they are just furniture and leave them behind from what I can gather. They can go from housed pet to street walker in a week. Some adjust and don't go feral better than others. We've trapped a few and taken them in for the spay and neuter thing but housing and adequate adoption is another issue. Finally found a rescue thru local Spca who touches base at the clinic and comes out when possible. Fortunately many of the neighbors also keep an eye out for them too. We had a brutal snow back in January and shit turned into a "feline nomad commune"with grouping up and sheltering them as best as possible. There are 3 we named Ol' Dirty, Twitch and Colonel Mustard that actually came inside and chilled until mornings. Somehow I just never imagined myself being the guy standing in his front yard feeding and breaking up slap fights between 3-5 cats, a random possum named Fat Travis and the neighbor dogs
. Guess this is what happens when you never settle down get married and actually have kids ffs
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Here's a shorter one...for the first time ever I actually went to a local cable provider brick n mortar store location and exchange a bad remote control. Nope I have yet to "cut the cord" totally and hearing "thanks for being a valued loyal customer of 35 tears..." just hits you sideways. Shit felt like a scene out of a Family Guy episode. I think in 2026 it's time to finally dump this void of an entertainment vessel.
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