Clang, Clang, Clang goes the engine...
When Tex wanted you to feed him from your plate, he very politely sat on the floor next to your chair and tapped you leg oh-so-gently with his paw. It was very difficult to say no to such a request. When Tiny wants you to feed him from the table he just jumps right up and takes what he wants from your plate. I'm hoping once he's fixed he won't have be so ballsy anymore because son has big brass ones. I swear to gawd, when he walks around he clangs.
Speaking of clanging. I was awake at 7:15 Saturday morning and the house wasn't even on fire. I was up at 7:15 in the morning on a Saturday so we could go out and eat breakfast ! I was awake at a gawd awful hour on a Saturday morning and this was my idea! later, at a reasonable hour, after the stores opened, I got a nice new-to-me skirt from the Junior League store.
And that was pretty much it, oh, and I pulled out a whole bunch of iris bulbs . I pulled out my iris because next weekend my Dad is going to come up and we're going to turn my garden from a sad, puny "before" picture to a much larger, happy "after" picture. It's going to be a garden on steroids , it is going to be pumped up! I have a lot of prep work to do before all that gets under way - First I have to rent a tiller and then I need to get those iris bulbs back in the ground. I thought when I pulled them up they were going to be bulb shaped, I was looking for bulbs. I found angry carrots! Huge, angry, malformed carrots! These bulbs don't look like the bulbs they sell at the store at all! Store bought bulbs are happy, bulby shaped bulbs! The bulbs they sell in those mesh bags at the store are bulbous, hence the word "bulb"! My bulbs, if that's what they are, are not bulbous, they are angry, distended carrot shaped things. I'm scared now. I put them in my basement and made sure I locked the door behind me. Angry Carrots!