Weekender

This weekend. I started off seeing a friend I hadn't seen in a very long time and we celebrated by going to an art installation of air blown rabbits. Trippy, psychedelic, three story white rabbits. They played  irritating electronica rave music and sold blinky flashing club kid  jewelry. It was marketed as a family friendly night on the museum grounds: It was a baby rave,

My friend and I are enjoyed the contact high we got, but we're really too old for the blinky flashy crap electronica and the beards, so many hipster beards! Kiddos, please. Move on already with the beards.

On Saturday I got up easrly to prepare for my washer and dryer to be delivered. I was told that I would get a call one half hour before the delivery guys wpould arrive. I got a call ten minutes before they arrived.  Lovely. This was not a good start.

It did not get better. The guy came down the stairs and took one look at my washing machine and delared that they could not install the machine. I told him that Home Depot installed the machine he was looking at, so I was pretty sure he could install the new machine. He again repeated that it was not possible. He was not apologetic about this stance.

I was aghast.  I told him he would be installing my machines because hat was what he was there to do and what I wanted him to do. Again, he refused. He sited his insurance. I told him my insurance would handle it. Apparently not.

We went back and forth and I told him to get the hell out. More or less. He took my washer and dryer and left. I called Home Depot and complained about the installers and their rudeness and the lack of customer service and how I absolutly expected that Home Depot would be sending my W&D back to my house post haste and  they would be installing them and how it would NOT be the team they sent this morning. They informed me that the installers were a 3rd party vender and they did not work for Home Depot  and they could not force them to do anything and what they would do would be reschedule them for next week and the team would deliver the W&D and remove the old machines but they would NOT install the machines. I would be on the hook to find someone to install them myself.

I said Fine.


I went to Broskey and Alphagals for some puppy therapy and to introduce Tiny to Esme. Neither was too impressed with the other. I was very impressed with young Esme, who has grown since I saw her last

Saturday night I was still mad  as hell and insulted. I made a few phone calls and had some conversations and had some thoughts and went shopping. I bought new a new washer and dryer at one of their competitors Saturday evening and went back to  Home Depot Sunday morning and canceled my order, making it clear that I was more than pleased with the woman who sold them to me, because she was great, They lost the sale because the 3rd party installers  they use instead of using their own employees to do the job, were rude, poorly trained, had zero customer service skills and their behavior reflected badly on Home Depot. During my monologue to the appliance manager, listing my multiple reasons I was canceling my order I refrained from mentioning I know the owner of Home Depot is a Trump supporter and that does not make me think that I should forgive the company for this transgression. And then I walked out, possibly forever.

Later on Sunday afternoon, And then I went to a Doggy Halloween Costume Contest where I learned that My costume game is very, very sad and I am not in the game at all. If I want to win, I need to go all in. I need to wear a couples costume with my dog if I want to be competitive. This year , I wore a skort and a tee shirt. I thought I was good because my tee shirt was the same color as my Tevas. This was not good enough. My dog was Super Man and I was not in costume. Not good enough.

If you want to win the Doggy Costume Contest you have to go all in. This was who won

Pac Man! The whole Fam! Mama, Daddy, Baby and the two Danes! I mean, how cute are they?! and they were just the nicest people ever and I am so glad they won. Next year though, next year, I see a wolf costume for Rocket to go with my Red Riding Hood Costume and we will be competitive.

Friday Cats Blogging

TGIF

Okay. WHy there isn't an actual entry for today. I didn't have to do anything so I didn't do anything. I didn't have to go shopping for any major appliances, I didn't have to go protest any injustices, I didn't have to go grocery shopping, There was nothing pressing on TV early ( I am trying to enjoy Midsomer Murders but it is boring as hell) I didn't have to do anything but walk the dog and chat on the phone with a friend so that's pretty much all I did until I realized my friend was going to be in my house and OH SHIT SOMEONE IS GOING TO BE IN MY HOUSE AND IT LOOKS LIKE IT DOES!!

And so I hurried up and vacuumed the downstairs and tomorrow I will properly clean the bathroom and that will be that and hopefully she won't get a close look at the rest of it. I will heave Tiny into her arms and she will be charmed by is almost painful level of cuteness and she will be blinded to my level  of housekeeping FAIL.

I also worked really hard to get proper cat blogging pictures. Its really hard to get decent pictures, and Ace in particular is being a huge Diva for some reason and is not interested in cooperating. I really miss Tex a lot some days, he was a cat who enjoyed being photographed and  oddly, enjoyed cooperating.

Most cats are not actually as easy to photograph as the internet or Tex leads you ( me) to believe. They do not pose. They do not actually enjoy flash photography and they are not easy to work with. Just so you know.

Air Horn Orchestra Week 31

Dr. Dog

I took Rocket to see his doggy psychiatrist for his yearly check in and sit down and he was quite excited to see her and visit the  vet school and be on the grounds and be in such an interesting building and be around furniture that so many other animals and people have been on before him... and she was appalled  . It was a great visit.

Apparently, she had been hoping that he would be slightly less excited by the prospect of seeing her again. It wasn't like he was agitated,  I would say he was "curious" and wanted to "explore".  I think its just about how you frame the behavior, true, he was a little excited but I really didn't see what she was seeing.

She was frankly, appalled. I don't know what she was hoping to see but he's a weim not a basset hound, I would have liked it if he could have been a little more obedient - but its not as if he was climbing the walls and barking uncontrollably, peeing in corners and destroying the furniture for gawds sake! He was wandering and exploring the rather large room and his behavior I have to admit, was very distracting  for me - it did make it hard to speak with the doctor.

I spoke more with her at more length than I have with my own doctor! We talked about his behavior, his quirks, his good days and his bad days, She was shocked that he does so well in crowds and in public and that he is a star of his daycare. She found it hard to fathom that this nervous wreck  in her office is such a good natured animal under most circumstances. The only time he is not a good natured guy and charming as hell is when he is the only guy in the room and there is no one there for him to charm. He has good days and bad days and Monday was not a good day, he was wound up all day.

We did talk about upping his doggy prozac to four pills a day from three pills in the morning to three pills in the morning and one in the evening in addition to what he's getting now in the evening weening him off one of his other meds that is getting expensive and causing me to become agitated - with the caveat that if he starts to show signs of having problems with going off the med, that I put him back on post haste. She also thinks that as he has reached full on adult malehood and gained weight that he may be ready to up his doses to keep up with his growth. It will be interesting to see if we can calm him down and even him out again. Right now he's sleeping in a well managed, medicated  dog ball.

Baby Steps II

Saturay Broskey brought his power washer over and I got to the task of  mitigating my water damage for substantially less then the insurance company's' choice. I think I did a good enough job, I did a beter job on the front part than the back part because the front part is better lit and the back part is darker and closer to the pilot light of the water heater. I would prefer to not bother the pilot light in any way, and since the area is dark,   I just decided it was better to not bother.

I will bother after the new and improved tankless electric water heater is in place.

Here is what the space looks like now, it is still a work in progress.

Saturday my new washer and dryer are being delivered.

Hillary Clinton at St. Augs October 23, 2016