I woke up this morning feeling different. I resolved yesterday to stop my schedule “slippage”, wherein I go to bed after 1am and get up towards 10am. Yes, it’s the scheduled I’m naturally inclined towards, but I don’t want it to be something I get used to and have to break out of when I [...]

You know how they can jump, like, six feet, straight up, from a standstill? Yeah, and if you catch one in the forehead about three feet into one of those jumps, it hurts like a motherfucker.
Plus? Those wee bounding rodents lack all proper respect.
Update: There is definitely a bruised bump directly above my left eyebrow [...]

Today I hated everyone and everything. Then I was exhausted. I worked with lots of words. Then it occurred to me that I’ve felt like this before. I had two husky puppies try to eat my face, and goofed around with a hound with perfect ears. I poked a wee kitty with a bobbed tail, [...]

No one who works at the Humane Society will ever be a hand/arm model. Scratching, mouthing, biting, cuts, bruises, ragged nails, chapped skin, dirt, slobber, blood…
When I’m on my volunteer shifts I wear a big men’s denim shirt over my volunteer t-shirt for three reasons: it keeps me warmer; it keeps things from getting obscene [...]

For a long time I had no idea if the staff at the HS had any idea who I was. Sure, I’d been there a while, but I’m only in once a week, not always on the same day, and there are hundreds of volunteers.
Then I’d start getting people seeking me out. New volunteers [...]

I have been dancing with death a lot this week, in my head. Life, too, I suppose, since the two kinda go together. And it all began with rodents…

Snagged from here. In the same vein as all those times I got arrested…
The instructions: Enter your name and then “last I heard [she/he] was” into Google and see what happens.
She is originally from Wynyard and last I heard she was moving to Yorkton. (And presumably will have a cuppa at some point.)
Wonderful [...]

Yesterday I had rather higher than normal exposure to teenagers. (I don’t know what the government’s recommended exposure limits are, exactly.) The experience left me feeling old, well-dressed, and shaking my head. Clearly, my advancement towards cootdom is progressing nicely…

A few minutes ago one of the HR girls came over to see me. I still don’t react all that well to HR approaching from behind me, but I caught a glimpse of someone approaching in my peripheral vision, and casually removed my headphones, clicked over to email (I was researching medications – not for [...]

Postulation: the hound puppy, in its natural state, possesses a preternatural level of cuteness. A floppyness of ears, a beseechingness of eyes, and a near-incalculable snuggability factor. This surfeit of cuteness is diabolically designed to disguise the fact that the hound, when grown (especially the “beagle” strain), grows into an adulthood marked by a personality [...]