Sena's DW :: Watermelon Life

This is the post I couldn't do yesterday because LJ was down... and then even though LJ was back up, I couldn't get the scrapbook to work. So I randomly wrote about HP instead. Whatever. .__.;

Anyway, today Sarah was supposed to come home, but she decided to stay another night, and I was perfectly happy to feed her critters for her. It's probably wrong, the amount of pleasure I get when she's not around for a while. >>;; But seriously, I <3 not having to deal with her shite.

While I had the place to myself today I did some baking. A couple of days ago I did a bunch of cooking too (soup that turned into stew but whatever xD;), but today I baked. Yeee! Double chocolate muffins, and zomg pie! with raspberries, strawberries, blueberries and a bit of rhubarb. =3 I was all excited because I got to try this muffin/cupcake storage thing that Mom bought for me a while back~ yey~

We still don't have a light in the kitchen, btw. It's been almost two weeks. I had to move a lamp in there so that I can do stuff after it gets dark if I want/have to. Pissed off at Don and his lazy-ass approach to being a handyman? Me? Noooooo... =___=;

I also did some tidying, and then I prepped a bunch of ponies for customizing; I bought 9 bait ponies off ebay about two months ago, and for various reasons they were late getting to me (completely not the seller's fault), and finally arrived yesterday morning. So I did all the de-hairing and removing of symbols.

I was sad, though, one of them was an Autumn Skye. ;~; I've wanted an Autumn Skye just for my mini-collection for a couple of years now, and I can't find one. And the Autumn Skye in the batch that came in yesterday was in serious "bait" condition. Like, she'd been chewed on by a dog or something. >>; So I couldn't even fix her up or anything... Imma make her into a zombie pony just like I did with Ana! XDD;

( Photoblogging, Day 5 )

Now my PC clock says 4:01am and I should be getting to bed but Space is playing Species III and I loves my b-grade! =D

RANDOM PHOTO POST, WHOO.

( Kitty pictures~ )

( Bunny (and kitty) pictures~ )

AND, so go with the winter pics from a few months ago, I thought I'd post some of the property while it was summer. It's such gorgeous property... and unfortunately, Grandma is probably going to be moving away from there next spring, as it's too much for her to keep up on her own... *sigh*

( Grandma's house pictures~ )

I love this house and the surounding property. I don't want Grandma to move... but she really will have to. And if I had the money, I would buy it in a BLINK. It's going to be so sad when she packs everything up and leaves...

So I took my girlies outside to play today! And I have a story to go with it!

MUCH CURSING FOLLOWS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

I took everything down for the bunnies, then went back upstairs, loaded them into the cat carrier and hauled them down three flights of stairs, and let them out in the play area... I was sitting watching them play, and suddenly I saw Sarah's cat, Fritz, wander past in the corner of my eye. I was like "HUH??" because Fritz and Fuzzy (as well as my cats) aren't allowed outside.

Long story short; Don installed our back door a couple of months ago, and did a half-assed job, as usual. He didn't bother to cut a notch for the latch, so the only way to shut the door and keep it shut is to use the deadbolt. *SO NOT IMPRESSED*

Since the back door is down at the bottom of the stairs in the back sun room, I closed the door to the back room and locked the cats in the main apartment, because there's no way to shut the back door from the outside, and I didn't want them getting out-- here's the kicker. When Don installed the back door, he didn't bother to go out and buy a new deadbolt for it, he took the one off the sun room door. So basically, there's no way to lock that door now... and the cats somehow opened it.

Right, so I see Fritz and I'm like CRAP, and I look around a bit, and Fuzzy's there, too. I didn't want to leave the rabbits by themselves, but I had to run and catch the cats, and I figured they'd be okay for a minute or two... so I chased Fritz and Fuzzy around to the front of the house and up onto the porch.

Fuzzy jumped up on the windowsill and cowered, because he's never been outside, and was scared shitless. Fritz, on the other hand, tried to dash around me to freedom again-- I grabbed him on the way past.

BIG. FUCKING. MISTAKE.

He hisses at me, then wraps himself around my arm, starts biting and clawing, and totally shreds my hand. I went "SON OF A BITCH!", but didn't let go. (I was PISSED, then, and so not giving him what he wanted). Instead, I slammed him down onto the porch, with him still biting me, and pinned him there. Then I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck with my other hand, and hauled him inside.

So I'm bleeding all over the damn place, I'm holding Fritz, he's THRASHING and WAILING, I'm praying he doesn't get himself turned around enough to latch onto my other hand, and I'm opening doors with the one that he mauled. Halfway up the stairs, he swiped a paw and managed to nick my other hand-- and I snapped "SHIT!" really loudly.

Sarah heard me, and opened the last door in time for me to lose my grip on the cat, and for him to zoom past her, into the back room (since the door was still open), down the stairs, and BACK OUTSIDE.

She chased after him (she apologized later for that, and said she would have stayed to help me if she'd realized how bad I was hurt), and I bled down the hall to the bathroom to wash my hand off and see just how bad the damage actually was.

THE FUCKING CAT LITERALLY TORE CHUNKS OUT OF MY HAND.

Little ones, but still!

When Sarah got back inside, I was just coming down from my apartment with my gauze, and she helped me wrap my hand up. Said gauze is about seven layers thick, and I still bled right through it. In fact, that was over two hours ago, and I'm still bleeding from a couple of spots where he chewed flesh away. I should probably have gone to the hospital, but it's pretty much too late now...

We managed to get Fuzzy back inside with no problem, but Fritz took off and was gone for about a half an hour before he came back. Neither of us even bothered to look for him-- we were both too pissed off. And Sarah apologized to me a bunch of times (like it was her that bit me, and not her cat, or something.) Eventually, Fritz showed up on the porch again, and Sarah grapped him by the fur and threw him inside. She is SO not pleased with him right now. (Actually, I think she's more angry with him than I am...)

So basically, my hand hurts like hell. Typing is okay, but using my computer mouse KILLS.

Anyway! After that adventure, I went back outside to sit with my rabbits again, and Sarah brought Ritter out to join us. They all seemed to really like being outside, though they did a lot of O_O;; eyes for the first couple of minutes. lol.

And I ( took a bunch of pictures. )

Now I think I might have to go down to the pharmacy to get some more gauze and antiseptic... =_=;;

EDIT: I was just talking to Mom, and she thinks I should go get a tentus shot or whatever just in case. So! Of to the hospital I go anyway!

EDIT-EDIT: They didn't give me a shot, but they prescribed a bunch of antibiotics and warned me to come back ASAP if it gets any redder. Incidentally, ( WTF FRITZ?? ) >_<;; That's just the top side... the bottom side is all sliced up, too, as well as along the inside between my thumb and index finger. -_-;; And the big hole there is still oozing, over five hours after the original incident...

EDIT AGAIN: Oh yeah, and the ponies came in today. Thank you papercut917! =3

OMG EDIT: 8:48 PM, and still bleeding... =_=;;

So, two days ago (Sunday morning), Dad brought that kitten for Sarah. And I was right, as soon as I saw him, I practically started squealing, and now I want another one of my own. >^-^;;; He's so cute... but, since it's been a huge change for him to move from down at the kennels up to here, he's really having trouble adjusting.

He cries whenever Sarah or I are out of sight (including at night) and isn't eating much. I keep telling Sarah he's fine, he just needs a couple of days to settle in, but at least three times every day she's at me for reasons why he isn't eating... =_=;; Like I know?

It's only been two days (not counting Sunday), and today isn't even over yet. When he gets hungry enough, he'll eat. He won't starve himself to death, so just stop stressing about it. And leave me alone, okay?!

GAH.

Now, as Gravitation is only 13 episodes (sans the OVA, which I don't have... yet!), I've managed to finish watching it already! I actually stayed up pretty late last night... ^^;; I was doing that "well, just one more episode and then I'll go to bed..." thing. I do the same thing with books sometimes.

Anyway, I enjoyed that series to an absurd degree. ^__^

You can tell how much I enjoy a show if I get so into it that I talk to myself/the characters/at the television while I'm watching it. It's been a long time since I did that, but I spent quite a bit of time nattering to no one in particular yesterday and today while I was watching Gravitation.

Fwee! XD

It makes me sad that it was only a short series, though...

Oh, and the dubbing company who got their hands on it should be SHOT. I watched about ten minutes of the last episode in the dub version just out of curiosity, and practically went into seizures. =_=;;

The only good thing I could say about it was that they were smart enough not to try to dub the songs, and left them in Japanese instead. THANK YOU.

So normally, on any given day, Sarah and I get maybe two or three phone calls. Yesterday, it rang off the damn hook all day long... and as I think it was that guy calling (over and over and over again), I only answered it once, right about the time when Mom was supposed to be calling. Thank the Gods, it was her.

But what the hell? Seriously... =_=;;

When Sarah got back from her parents place, I told her what had happened, and then that I thought it was probably him calling all day, and she went "oh... probably. He can't take a hint." And then said she'd tell him I WASN'T INTERESTED next time he calls.

THANK YOU.

Anyway, moving on.

Dad currently has some very cute kittens around his place (what else is new?) and Sarah has decided she wants to adopt one. Good for her! She's taking a little orange-and-white male. Good for her again!

She's naming him "Fuzzy".

...WTF? Who actually names any animal Fuzzy?

I mean, honestly. =_=;;