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*blink* ewwwwww
Still, for that much money, and if you're not the one who has to have it in your pocket...
Picture it: Sicily, 1942
wrong
Summer, 2005. Just 'adopted' a rescue dog.
Some fantastic mix of Chocolate Lab and Rottweiler. About 1 1/2 years old, 110 odd lbs. He's been out doing the normal doggie stuff in the backyard, and coming back in, I look down in enough time to avoid "the doggie bomb" at my feet. But I see blue. Blue? Bending over to examine the oddity, realizations begin to dawn: blue. that part's thick blue, that piece is sorta thin blue. And that part looks ... ribbed?
yep, it was my silicon oven mitt
Dog's fine. Been through 3 of those mitts now over the past 2 years. They're the only thing he'll climb up onto the counter to get. Food's no issue but an oven mitt's a favourite snack.
For interests sake: the blue was more interesting of a find than the aftermath of the yellow ones. Those were just disturbing.
Hi Ico! Hi Ico! Yours is fun to say too. (vegan cake post)
Grandmother's funeral, the in-town family comes back to my house to unwind. Normal funeral stuff, house full of people. Lunch is served for anyone hungry, people are milling around finding places to sit. Things progress, and I'm sitting there with food and just about to take a bite, and I hear "Kai" and I look up.
Enter one cat, wrapped condom in his mouth, happy as can be with his tail straight up and walking into the living room.
I must have forgotten to close the bedroom door when I went to get changed.
A quick dive, a fleeing cat and a hastily pocketed prophylactic and the day continued.
He got extra squooshie food that night for helping lighten the mood.
All I can say is that the tv ad with the kid, his dump truck and a box of Monostat 7 with the be-tabled ladies laughing with embarrassed looks on their faces; there are some of us who can sympathize.
If I just hijacked this thread, my sincere apologies to mudpuppie and everyone else.
My little cat thinks that tampons (wrapped, from the box, fortunately) are just about the funnest things ever. She has trotted them out for company before. I'll have people in the living room, and we'll hear the noise of a cat playing down the hall, and then a tampon will shoot into the room, followed by an ecstatic, frantic cat.