Why I like animals more

I grew up with animals. Normally a few cats and at least one dog. My brother had a black cat, named Battle Cat. Yes. My brother was very young when we got him. We also had his sister, a three legged cat named TC.

When we were very young the dogs across the road killed TC. Battle was shattered. He began to pine badly and went into decline.

After a few weeks my Dad managed to get a hold of another cat, to be my very first (though nobody EVER owned that bitch). A half starved stray. Brendy. She stayed because we fed her and it was safe. She never tamed, though in her old age she did like to sit on mums lap.

Battle and Brendy bonded straight away. I tried to find a b-word for 'straight away' but I don't really have the time. Would have been cool though. Can I make bimmediately a word?

They used to sleep on top of the dog kennels together. Sometimes Battle would sleep inside it, and Brendy on top. But they were always in close proximity.

When Battle was very old and decrepit (about 12, maybe more) he couldn't hunt any more. Which was a damn shame, because he was a farm cat and he liked his fresh meat.

One winter night Brendy was hanging around the door, waiting to come in. Someone said not to let her in because she had a mouse. About 10 minutes later I checked to see if she was still there, and if she had the mouse. I couldn't see it in her mouth, so I let her in.

She had the mouse.

I made a grab at her but she eluded me. I made another grab and I got her. But by this stage she had dropped said mouse.

Right at Battle Cat's feet.

She caught this mouse, bought it back to the house and waited around, for at least 10 minutes, in the cold, for someone to open the door. Just so she could give him a mouse.

Whoever says that animals aren't compassionate have no experience with them. People would be put off by all the hard work involved in catching, carrying and waiting. But not the cat. And she was a real bitch.

Bloggorrhoea

I’m so sick of sizists. In todays society sizism should not be an issue. But it is. I’m a big gal. I have hit 120 on the scales, at a stage when people commented that I’d lost weight. I believe I may have topped at 130 at some stage. I am currently sitting at 103 and declining. I'd just about murder to have a piece of chicken in my FOS*.

But I'm ranting about sizists here, not diets.

Westfield Australia has a fashion website, where they tell you whats what. Upcoming and outdated fashions, that kind of thing. Its interesting to check out. And thats what I was doing the other day. And I realised there is no concession for larger people there. I emailed them to ask why and haven't heard back.

Begin rant.

What the fuck is up with these people. Larger people (henceforth referred to fat people or fatties because its faster to type) have some damn fine fashions out there. Fashion has come such a long way for us in the past few years. We can have nicely cut and highly fashionable clothes too. But height of fashion doesn't suit us. Holy shit! Height of fashion doesn't even really suit the rakes that model it! But you can't expect us to wear something thats designed for someone who has no hips, to give the illusion of hips, when we want to HIDE THE FUCKERS!!! So our fashions are subtly different.

Shit, we even have dresses that don't hang (or feel) like hessian sacks. Fat fashions are coming ahead in leaps and bounds, but the fashion industry doesn't want to acknowledge the millions who can only buy there.

But sizism isn't limited to the 'beautiful people'. I get catologues mailed out to me from several stores. Most of these stores cater for people size 14 to 26. And they all seem to use size 14 models. Curvy but not really fat.

Oh, and another thing. EVERY fat store name has a reference to size in its name. My Size, 1626 (which has recently changed its name to Autograph), Taking Shape, My Size. The only one that doesn't is Be Me, which is Rockmans plus size store, and isn't found widely in Sydney.

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I have a new "me" necklace. Its silver. Well, its probably stainless steel. At first glance I thought it was a gothic style lion. Posing like the Gryffyndor mascot. But its actually a wolf.

It has a thick shaggy coat, with dark grooves to accentuate it. It tail is straight up, and its on its back legs, with the forepaws out in front of it. Its ears are back and you can see all of its teeth.

The dark bits are an integral part of it. They accentuate the shiny bits without drawing any attention to themselves. Its cute and attention grabbing, but not quite approachable. And its held up by the simplest of chains, with large but not chunky links. At the same time, it is not connected to the chain. Rather, it is hooked on to the pendant that is attached to the chain. At any time it can leave the chain, if it so inclined.

Like I said. Very me.

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I made FOS* last night. The pot was not actually big enough to hold all of the ingredients for it. I kept adding stuff, and letting it simmer down, and then adding more stuff. It was yum.

FOS contents – chicken noodle soup, crushed tomatoes, creamed corn, potato, sweet potato, pumpkin, carrots, celery, capsicum, peas, beans.

It is, by definition, very thick.

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‘Tis flu season. The primary indicator…

Of the six things I just bought at Coles

1. bottle of honey
2. another bottle of honey
3. lemon juice
   
4. throat lozenges
5. more lemon juice
   

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I just saw the movie “The number 23”. WOW. Is that creepy or what? 10 minutes til the end and I was literally thinking ‘where is this movie going?’, and I had no idea about how long it had to go. And I found Saw predictable.

Don’t go see that movie if you’re not a thinker.

If you want to go see a feel-good no-brainer, watch Miss Congeniality.

* Fuck off soup

Snark

Your Animal Personality

Your Power Animal: Shark Animal You Were in a Past Life: Polar Bear You have a strong character - you are an aggressive, ambitious, go-getter. You were born to lead.

The Animal Personality Test

I'm reasonably sure that isn't a shark. In fact, I think its a chimpanzee with a gun. Correct me if I'm wrong.

Gimme A "Bee"

Bee is for Banality. Not a buzz. Which I wouldn't object to right now.

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I heard about this on the radio this morning. And I couldn't help but laugh. How did they get volunteers for that kind of thing? And, for that matter, WHO would volunteer for it? Especially when they heard what happens...

"Hey, we need volunteers to measure how sensitive your dick is. We'll make you sit and watch a porno with a dozen electrodes strapped to your cock, measuring its response to pressure. Oh, and once you're hard, you can't touch it."

Hell I wouldn't even sign up for it. And I don't have a ding-dong.

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Well I just went and saw a psychic. He was hot.

Apart from that, he said that this year is going to be a big year for me. That there is a relationship somewhere along the line. And a career improvement. But not necessarily a change. He also said that the career improvement would bring international success.

Then we did a sub-reading about my love life. I have excellent self esteem, and do not need someone in my life to make me happy. I personally do no think that I will ever reach that stage. Someone to share my life with would be nice. But isn't necessary. My past love life reflected study. Which is scarily accurate. I have never had a serious relationship. Never EVER. I have always been pretty one track minded about study and going somewhere in my life. Which is part of why my current job irritates me. Its stagnant. He said I miss alot of opportunities with guys. Which is also true. I am often shy or suffer from 'rabbit in the headlights'. The other night I had the perfect opportunity to chat up the hot barista, and I froze. And I did the same damn thing tonight. With the same guy. I continually have guys at work that have 'stuff in their eyes' and I ignore it. Sometimes its hard to discern the difference between genuine affection and flat out horny. Especially since I'm such a flirt and tend to bring that out in any guy I'm around, regardless of how he feels about me.

After that we did another quick reading this one was to further investigate my career. Now is not the right time to change jobs. Right now I want to move because this place has become stagnant. I need to prioritize what I need in a career and make the move when something comes up that fits all those criteria. But not to rush out of where I am at the moment.