Mar 01 2007

TT#6

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Thirteen Things about de mutt idea stolen from Ann

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  1. De Mutt has the finest pedigree parents. One an award winning lab, the other a dalmation. He is a dabrador. He was one of a litter of 9 pups.
  2. At the grand old age of six, he is a lot calmer now than he used to be. Plus, all the indoor living has turned him soft.
  3. He still manages to terrify people when he barks and runs towards them hackles up. The second anyone pets him, however, he is liable to fall to the ground and roll to get his belly rubbed.
  4. He has jealousy issues regarding other animals. So whenever I have the cat he is quick to come over and sneakily rest his head on her. Thereby squashing her and encouraging her to move.
  5. He is fairly obedient. The brother came him a huge lump of chocolate cake last time I was home, idiot that [tag]B#3[/tag] is, he didn’t realise that choc is not so good for mutts. So despite the fact that he had it half eaten I still told him to drop it. He did. Reluctantly.
  6. Food is his main priority. He’ll even lie and say that he hasn’t been fed when he knows he has. Anything to get more food.
  7. Because of this he has turned into a fat lump. But he looks fatter on account of him having the skinny back legs of a Dalmation but the rest of him looking like a chunky lab.
  8. Despite his jealousy issues, he doesn’t really mind the cat, apart from when she bits his lip. But this was more of a problem with a previous cat. Taz isn’t quite so vicious.
  9. Everyone always thinks their dog is intelligent, but mine really is, really. He listens out for people leaving the house, and only when he thinks he is alone will he try and gain entry to the kitchen. Carefully opening the door before making a beeline for the bin and any bits of food that may lurk within. He has also learned not to knock the bin over, and he rarely leaves evidence in the kitchen. He only rips the stuff to sheds once he has it in his lair under the stairs.
  10. He isn’t a fan of going in the car. He’ll get in, but very reluctantly, and will be more than happy to jump out. This might be because he was born in Leitrim, and had a long old car drive to come to our house. A car drive that he spent drooling over my sleeves, may I add. And after that he used to get car sick. But hasn’t in a long while.
  11. Like many dogs, he loves tennis balls, but not chase. Oh no, he prefers to destroy them. He’ll chase one for a while, but all he really wants to do is to rip it up. Sliothers are far preferred over tennis balls, but he rarely gets his teeth into them.
  12. He is also a fan of plastic bottles, especially empty bottles of coke. Mainly because they are really noisy and so people won’t ignore him when he throws them on the ground. But also because he has learned to take the tops off them and so manages to get a taste of the drink.
  13. Because of his destructive tendencies, he specialised in stealing clothes from the washing basket and putting many a hole in them -his was was especially not appreciated when he chewed up [tag]B#4[/tag]’s rugby pads as they cost a pretty penny- for a while he went by the name, destructo-dog, but he has mostly outgrown this. Apart from when you give him a wash. After that he’ll run around like a mad yoke destroying anything that might be used to dry him.
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Jan 04 2007

Happy New Year

Published by Fence under Ramblings, TV, Weekly memes

Hola muchachos y muchachas, and welcome to 2007.

How did everyone get over the holiday season? I hope you went along with Budweiser’s wishes and had a good one.

Mine was the usual. Although I did manage to discover “living things” inhabiting the mutt, which meant he had to take a shower, which he doesn’t really like. You’d think he’d be delighra over having a warm shower instead of a freezing cold hosing, but he never shows any gratitude. I also got to meet the new cat, she[1] is a tabby, silver white with black stripes. And for a stray she is ultra tame. Even gets on well with the mutt; he isn’t so fond of her chasing his tail. He also has a case of that green eyed monster, and anytime anyone shows herself a bit of attention he has to come over to investigate. Then again, he was always sorta like that, just a little more so now.

As for the new year resolutions, well many years ago I made one to never make any more, and I’m sticking to that one.

Anyone catch Celebrity Big Brother?
I know, I moan about the stupidness of the regular one, and that last celeb version was unwatchable, but you just gotta tune in to see who they manage to get on.

And this year we have a whathisface Jackson, Michael’s brother, who looked very very uncomfortable and out of place. Leo Sayers, who seemed to know everyone from some party or other. Teddy Sherringham’s girlfriend who got booed coming in, but she seems like just a nice young wan.

Biggest idiot of the night award goes to the no-name from whatever that band is called. The fella who tried to impress everyone with his cursing and giving the crowd the finger. Loved their reply, chants of “Who Are Ya?” Honestly, giving people the finger, if you are over 15 or 16 then it just makes you look like an arsehole.

My favourite celeb, obviously was Face from A-Team.

Don’t know if I’ll watch anymore, but sure that was an entertaining evening watching all the celebs and non-celebs arrive.

I’ve also started watching that Medium thingy, I’m not to sure if I like the stories and plots, but sure yer man from American Gothic is reason to watch. Not that he is fanciable[2] or anything, but I like him as an actor. It’s also nice to see a married couple on telly without them being in a soap.

Speaking of telly, which i was, I also watched the first episode of Heroes, despite the fact that it doesn’t start until February, and not through any illegal file-sharing activity, but through the wonders of free internet telly, okay, so the quality of the picture aint that great. But you know what? Yup, that’s right, it is FREE! It also seems to have Veronica Mars season three, so I may actually watch it without waiting for the dvd.

As you are probably aware, I’ve missed a few Unconscios Muttering Sunday/Mondays, what with the Christmas and the not being online, but look, it is week 204 and Luna Nina says:

  1. Resolution ::
  2. Happy ::
  3. Bubbly ::
  4. Kiss ::
  5. Leather ::
  6. Fancy ::
  7. Pages ::
  8. Stupid ::
  9. Apologize ::
  10. Secrets ::

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Linknotes:
  1. we havent quite figured out if it should be a he or a she, but we are going with she ↩
  2. he played the doc ↩

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Nov 01 2006

Tá athas an domhan orm an chorn seo a glachadh*

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So I was telling Kelly about[1] my lying dog[2] and I thought I might as well share his fibs.

He gets fed twice a day, morning and evening, and he is a creature of habit. If it is a minute past five he’ll let you know that he should’ve been fed by now. Unless of course it is raining outside, or a little windy, in which case you really should bring his bowl inside. Bloody soft lump of a mutt that he is.

And it doesn’t help that we are all spoiling him lately. On account of his injured back. We’ve been being nice to him and letting him come into the kitchen[3] and letting him have little treats[4] so he is utterly convinced that he can do no wrong at the moment.

Including walking in front of de brudders when they were experimenting with a shot-putt, no wonder the mutt has a bad back[5]

Hmm, I was supposed to be revealing his fibbing ways, and his increasing response of “I’m so terribly sorry, but I simply didn’t hear you when you screamed my name. Now where’s my Markie?” But look, I’ll cunningly disguise my lack of details by showing you Sean Óg:


* Irish may be incorrect. Vidjo borrowed from slipperyorangeballco

Linknotes:
  1. in one of the comment sections, I can’t do all the work for you, you’ll have to find it yourself ↩
  2. don’t believe a word a dog tells you, honestly, they lie ↩
  3. he is supposed to be confined to the front room and the utility room but chance’d be a fine thing ↩
  4. just not the ones we are keeping for the stray cat ↩
  5. - don’t worry, it landed a whole foot away from him and he was quite safe. honest ↩

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Oct 06 2006

The only reason the energiser bunny keeps going is because it knows Paul O’Connell is after it

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Bhí mé ag caint le mo mháthair inné and remember I told you about the mutt and his busted tail. Well he wasn’t eating on Monday, which for him, food-aholic that he is, was not a good sign. So they took him to the vet and it isn’t his tail at all, but his back. He probably knocked the ironing board on himself at some stage.

Course, it was de fadder that took him in as de mudder was minding the gasur, and as our vet is also a rugby man they got to discussin the brother. Not #5 who is playing, but #4 who hasn’t played for a while as he injured his back somehow at some stage. So although the mutt is now happy and drugged up on painkillers, de fadder didn’t ask to many questions about the mutts problems as he was gossiping about sport. Typical man ;)

I’m a bit annoyed with the weather today. We are promised rain and gale force winds. Which is fine. But couldn’t it wait til tomorrow? Leinster V Munster is on this evening, and I’m going, and I would prefer not to be soaked while watching.

Still, once Munster win I’ll be happy. Not that I want to see Leinster lose[1] but I’d prefer a Munster victory and will be cheering them on. So fingers crossed that it is just Galway and Sligo that get flooded this evening, and that the rain doesn’t make it all the way across the country. Plus, bad weather will probably give Connacht a better chance against Ulster[2]

There was something else I wanted to mention….
Oh yes. Isn’t the internet fabtastic. Cause look, it makes it seem as though we’re all international people of many languages :)

Linknotes:
  1. I’m still conflicted ↩
  2. No conflict here, I’m cheering for Connacht. I only support Ulster when they are playing non-Irish opposition ↩

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Oct 02 2006

Week 191

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Luna Nina says:

  1. Taxes ::
  2. Hooray ::
  3. Justification ::
  4. Shocking ::
  5. Bureaucracy ::
  6. Porn ::
  7. Silly ::
  8. DJ ::
  9. Swing ::
  10. Anti- ::

Mine will be under the cut. but first…

Was home at the weekend, and my tickets have arrived, which is all to the good. This despite the fact that on the website where you go to check the status of your tickets it says they are in the process of being printed.

The weekend was not a good one on the pet front, as the puppy-dog bashed his tail against something on Friday and his usual every-day-mood is one of “oooh, look stuff. Great.” while wagging his tail. By Friday evening he’d learned that wasn’t such a good idea as it hurt. And because he is a big baby all you’d hear was this clatter of nails on the wooden floor as he got up, all happy to see someone, and then a sudden whine.
Still, by Sat he seemed to have learned and there was no more whining. Although that may just have been because his tail wasn’t quite so damaged anymore.

The other major incidence was the loss of one of the fish. Yes, one of the sister’s poor goldfish died on Sat. We’re blaming the other one for its murder, but as of yet Sharkey and George are otherwise engaged and can’t come to bust this crime of the fish-tank.

Brother #4 took possession of the expired fish as he was going to bring it down the pub and drop in someone’s pint. A decision which then prompted much discussion between himself and Brother #3 over whether it would be better to put it in a pint of cider, or light coloured beer and so have the drinker spot it. Or would it be better to place the fish that was no more into the end of a pint of Guinness in the hopes that someone might actually take a swig of dead-fish-pint.

But all this discussion came to naught as in the end he stayed in on sat., so the fish ended up taking the more traditional journey to the next world, yup, down the loo.

However, the family have managed to steal two cats. Well, one is a stray and while it turns up almost every day for feeding, it won’t let you get too close. While the other loves being petted, but we still think it started out life as a stray. Just a friendlier type. But the neighbours are also trying to steal it by the cunning and tricksy use of … food!

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