By Request

Hey Lifers.

OK so if you don't know already, A Day in the Life, is on Facebook. You can go here now and become a fan of my DIL facebook page.

So I'd been thinking that I should post my status more often on Facebook. You know like updates to posts, what's going on with me, whatever. Just something to keep followers connected right? So last week I did. Again, simple things. Updates like, have a good day, It's quitting time, have a good weekend. Things like that.

So the other day I posted on the facebook page how the kittens were no longer living at the Palace. Later that day I received a message from a follower exclaiming they couldn't get on my blog. In a panic I quickly checked for myself. I logged on from the Blackberry. No problem. OK, let's check on the laptop just for giggles. No problem there either. So just to be on the safe side, one last check, I ask the DW to log on as well. She does and no issues.

I replied somewhat puzzled that I hadn't had any issues, and maybe it was something they were doing? I didn't hear anything else from this follower so I assumed all was well.

Later that night I received another message on FB from this follower that they couldn't get my last few posts. So I quickly copied the links and forwarded them on. After all, I can't have a follower out there that can't get their fix right? So anyway, here is the conversation I had with my beloved follower via FB.

Follower... I can't get your latest post.
Me...I'll send you the link.
Follower... This is really pissing me off.
Me... Hang on....OK just sent you links to the last few.
Follower... I keep clicking on it, but nothing happens?
Me... Which one?
Follower... The one about the kittens at the Palace.
Me... Oh. I didn't post about the kittens at the Palace?
Follower... I click on it but it doesn't go to the post. Yeah the one where they don't live at the Palace?
Me... That's because there's no link.
Follower... Well link me up.. or whatever.
Me... There's no post. I didn't post anything about the kittens. It's a status update on Facebook.
Follower... Well then write about the kittens damnit. I want to read about 'em.

So, here you go follower, this is for you.

The four kittens that we left for dead in my garage by their HB momma are no longer living at the Palace. My dear MIL has taken them, and is raising them as her own. I'm happy to report that all of them, Spot, Blackbeard, Callie, and Oreo, are doing well.

J-Tony

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How to Be a Villain

Hey Lifers. 

So I mentioned yesterday how when I came home from work the little rats kittens now had names. Oreo, Blackbeard, Callie, and Spot. Nice.

So as I pull up the drive-way I see a cat hanging around the house. No doubt it's the HB momma cat. I mention this to DW and she suggest we put the newly acquired foursome outside in hopes that maybe momma will come back to check them out. The kittens are currently in a pet taxi so they can't roam around, but the thought was, maybe momma will come to them if left alone.

Not a bad plan I think, so I give it a shot. I take the taxi and place it in our front yard and walk away. I tell the clowns to keep an eye on it and let me know if momma comes around. Looking back I'm not sure why really. I mean what was I going to do if she did come around? It's not like I was going to go bustin' out the door screaming in my best getto voice, You dirty HB cat you left your babies in my garage and now I have to feed and take care of 'em. They's ain't even mine. Sounds like a Springer episode to me.

Nevertheless, that's what we did. So the clowns all gathered around the large living room window watching this pet taxi like they're waiting on a parade to go by. But, no momma cat. So one of them says something like, So what are we going to do if the momma cat doesn't come to get them. And I say something snarky like, throw 'em outside for all I care.

And that's when I went from super-awesome, fun dad, to evil  heartless, good-for-nothing villain.

Apparently telling three clowns that have fallen in love with baby kittens that you could care less what happens to them will bring tears.....Who knew?

J-Tony

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Lost and Found

Yo Lifers, so looking back I should have known this would not end good.

So this past Friday morning the DW tells me that she heard what she thought was a cat in our garage. Now we sort of live out the country, so we've had stray cats wander in there before, and with all the rain we've had lately it didn't surprise me much. So I told her that I'd check it out when I got home.

Well, as soon as I got home from work we hit the ground running, and didn't get home until late. So Saturday morning, on her way out, the DW tells me she'll be home around 1, and asks if I'll check in the garage for that cat.

Later that afternoon I get to the garage and beginning looking. Of course I find nothing. Upon her arrival she explains to me that I'm doing it wrong looking on the wrong side.

Ok fast forward to last night as Mini me and I were heading out to pick up some chow we heard a faint meow. After moving some crap around this is what we found.

Yeah that's right, kittens. No I did not say a cat, I said kittens. Apparently some ho-bag momma cat decided to drop her young in my garage. And not just one, no she went and plopped out 4. Yeah 4 kittens that barely have their eyes open.

Now it's no secret that I'm not a smart man. I admit it. I do dumb things. Don' believe me? Click here or here, heck even here should be enough to prove that I don't make the best decisions. So what I should have done at this point was place these little rats in a box and dumped them in the first creek I came to quickly taken them to a pet store or animal shelter. But Noooooooooo. Like a dummy, I let my clowns see them.

And anybody who has clowns knows this is not a good idea. Immediately Miss O claims to have a favorite.

No, no you don't. I say. You don't have a favorite. Don't even look at 'em. Don't touch 'em. Don't like 'em. Don't love 'em. We are not keeping them. No. No. No. No.

Today I came home from work and they have names.....

J-Tony

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