I'm so disappointed that's got nothing to do with a bow-tied penguin with an overly-large beak.
I love Opus!
See Bos a reference I got, I'm not such a lost cause after all.
I am, quite honestly, astonished.
Timber bit me this morning after a scolding and now I don't know what to do.
I had basically made my peace with having to say goodbye in a few months. I don't want to lose him yet. But if he attacks Anyanka like this, I will lose both. But he's very contrite and submissive to me right now. I really don't know what to do, and I can't stop crying.
Timber bit me this morning after a scolding and now I don't know what to do.
I had basically made my peace with having to say goodbye in a few months. I don't want to lose him yet. But if he attacks Anyanka like this, I will lose both. But he's very contrite and submissive to me right now. I really don't know what to do, and I can't stop crying.
Thanks, guys.
Right now, I have decided to give him a second chance, because he is ill and has a sore back/hip area and a large, painful infection in his toe. I scolded him twice today, and he fully accepted that, without talking back or even stalling. I talked to the two vets I trust most, and they said the same thing.
The wounds were rather deep, being in the soft, cushy part of my inner hand (the ball of my thumb), and I think he nicked a tendon in my right hand. Am in pain, can't do anything with my hands except typing or just sitting around, I have a migraine from crying and being upset, and I have a black and blue arm and a fever from the tetanus shot.
Safe to say that this is not my best day.
Safe to say that this is not my best day.
Like, for instance, sometimes I use the letter "t" when I mean "p". This is what I meant to say. You can guess what happened.] Sorry. I can't find my hair clip.
The setting: A conference room, full of people and stifling hot.
My hair: Doing its best damn impression of Farah Fawcett's in her prime.
Coworker 1: Can you please get your tentacles out of my face?
Me: *pulls hair back, after which it promptly springs outward, all feather-like* [And here I must interject that sometimes, when I'm distracted, I don't say words correctly. Like, for instance, sometimes I use the letter "t" when I mean "p". This is what I meant to say. You can guess what happened.] Sorry. I can't find my hair clip.
Coworker 1:
Coworker 2: I wish I had hair like yours.
This is why I should work from home.
So, is that sorta like a hair trigger?The setting: A conference room, full of people and stifling hot.
My hair: Doing its best damn impression of Farah Fawcett's in her prime.
Coworker 1: Can you please get your tentacles out of my face?
Me: *pulls hair back, after which it promptly springs outward, all feather-like* [And here I must interject that sometimes, when I'm distracted, I don't say words correctly. Like, for instance, sometimes I use the letter "t" when I mean "p". This is what I meant to say. You can guess what happened.] Sorry. I can't find my hair clip.
Coworker 1:
Coworker 2: I wish I had hair like yours.
This is why I should work from home.
So, is that sorta like a hair trigger?
Speaking of tentacles... (<-- eww)
Eww is right. Did you read the comments?