30 December 2005

Would You Like To Sniff My Dog's Butt, Too?

I definitely don't get some folks here. Granted, the DC Metro is a stew-pot of underdone and well-seasoned personalities...but some people. Let's just say I'd sell them on eBay for human experimentations.

Case in point, you may recall we have a Beagle named Maddy. You may not know that she enjoys the cold and enjoys being outside. Of course, she's so spoiled that if she thinks she missing something better inside, she'd rather whine, bark, and/or howl her displeasure of being left outside.

While in Laurel, before we moved, Maddy was left outside for two hours. This wasn't the first time...but was the first time she barked. You also have to know that Maddy's separation anxiety can kick in and thus anything in a 30 yard radius could be chewed or dowsed in pee and/or poo...thus, she is crated while in Columbia.

A neighbor placed an anonymous note on my mother in-law's windshield. On the outside "About Your Dog..." The letter inside went on about how the person had observed Maddy being left outside while it was cold (she likes cold)...how she lifted her paw out of discomfort (she's a spoiled Beagle, she half-points no matter the temp) and that what we were doing could be considered abuse. No signature. Coward.

Fast forward to before we moved into the Columbia townhouse. Maddy is left in our fenced back yard for a couple hours and voices some displeasure. Never mind the other dogs in the neighborhood...we have Columbia's finest explain that we need to keep her quiet.

Personally, I'm certain it was our next-door Asian neighbors who seem friendly enough. At times seem to have a dozen folks in the place. Maybe they wanted Maddy for stew. ;)

I just want to ask these folks, "Would you like to sniff my dog's butt, too? Perhaps you can tell me how she feels and if you're correct, I won't pimp slap you into next week!"

It's a sad day when folks would rather write anonymous notes and call the cops instead of actually trying to talk to a person. So, your New Year's resolution here: get to know people...ask more questions...or love your animals but don't put them above people. Take one or any combination of those.

Plus, I'm sure that I'll be in mourning on Monday. I leave the old Benz with a mechanic shop for it to be tended to before going to her new owner. He plans to fully restore her, something I never could do. Here's to 2006!

Happy New Year!

21 December 2005

Hallelujah! (And There Was Much Rejoicing)

Last night was our first night in our new townhouse! Woo-who! Yes,we're finally moved in. Hard to believe this journey began with a trip to DC in April 2004 - kinda on a whim - and to actually be in our own digs a hair before Christmas.

When I have a chance, I'll have to post some pics to this news group of the townhouse. Unfortunately, you won't see the "before" of chrome vertical blinds covering the sliding glass door, slate gray walls and royal blue carpet...that was the 1st floor!

It'll still take to the year's end to get everything situated - a few boxes here, plenty of stuff I have no idea where's it's been stored, cable being installed tomorrow, and DSL hopefully soon.

Bones the cat, the computer, and yet a few more boxes still are at the in-laws.

I also have a buyer for the Benz...hope to get that resolved this week...what a nice "Christmas bonus" this week! :)

Hope everyone is well. If I don't speak to you before, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

03 December 2005

So, You Ever Find A House?

I can't begin to name the variations of this question which casually trickles my way due to people's realization that surely Kim, Georgia and I are in our own place.

Hoping for this truth, I said numerous times that we'd been in the house by Thanksgiving. It was a hopeful turkey dream that our first night in the townhouse would be the night prior to Turkey Day. Not so.

Instead, some of the day before Thanksgiving and all of Saturday was spent moving boxes upon boxes and furniture into our abode. Much of this past week was spent unpacking and breaking down those boxes.

Two nights ago, even more boxes were brought in...finally allowing us to close out our large and costly storage unit. Now, we have just as many boxes to unpack! Salvation Army, give-a-ways, eBay, burning in the backyard...just kidding...but we'll have to punt a bit more.

So, our next goal is to have everything unpacked enough to move-in by next weekend.

Otherwise, the job continues to be intense and busy as an entire station website is being maintained by 3 people, including myself. (One staff member is on disability from surgery, one quit, one I released, and I'm awaiting to bring in some freelancers)

Additionally, no serious takers on the Benz, except I did have a response today from the Classic Auto Traders ad. As much as I adore that car, it'll be nice to move on and have something more economical to drive.

I'll have to check with corporate...surely, I hold the record for the longest relocation in history!

Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving and are getting ready for a blessed Christmas. I'm thankful for all of you and your friendships over the years.

We didn't come to Mississippi for Thanksgiving and likely won't for Christmas...primarily because we don't have the funds to fly...but we really need to focus on getting "our roots" into the ground...or just get moved into our townhouse.

Be well...