Another meme
May. 28th, 2009 11:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rimturseJune tagged me to list 5 things I love about being a pet owner. I'm going to be a bit contrary as usual and list the 5 things that's changed about me since becoming a pet owner:
1. Poop has suddenly become a big part of my life. I buy little black bags to pick up poop, and every day I grab a baby-pink shovel to scoop poop from a box in my guest toilet. Not only that, but I find myself study the contents of poop, looking for worms and other miscellaneous objects (such as THREAD!). Also the slightest whine in the middle of the night have me jumping out of bed, banging my knee against the dresser and staggering about half-naked outside in the dark with the dog, because I do not want to wake up to step barefooted in a stinky pile of poop.
2. My language has changed. I catch myself going "cookiecookiecookie" and "gugigugigugi" and repeatedly saying things like "nose off the table" or "who would like a biscuit? Yaaaay! BISCUIT! Where are they? Where are they?", not to mention "NO! COME HERE!" - and I normally never raise my voice.
3. I've learned that cats prefer to vomit of soft things, such as pillows, blankets and carpets and that they don't simply just vomit. Oh no, once nauseated, they run to the nearest soft object to vomit - a little, then they back up two steps and vomit again, repeat, repeat until there are at least 4 spots of vomit to wipe up.
4. I am suddenly once of those crazy people who think that almost everything her pets do is nothing short of a miracle! Even the things they don't do, "Lia did not chase the hare!", and I pic spam my blog with photos of the gang.
5. Since getting Lia, I've stopped wearing white pants. I've also lost 4 kgs.
As always, I'm not going to tag anyone, but consider yourselves tagged if this appeals to you. I know you're almost all owned by pets. :)
1. Poop has suddenly become a big part of my life. I buy little black bags to pick up poop, and every day I grab a baby-pink shovel to scoop poop from a box in my guest toilet. Not only that, but I find myself study the contents of poop, looking for worms and other miscellaneous objects (such as THREAD!). Also the slightest whine in the middle of the night have me jumping out of bed, banging my knee against the dresser and staggering about half-naked outside in the dark with the dog, because I do not want to wake up to step barefooted in a stinky pile of poop.
2. My language has changed. I catch myself going "cookiecookiecookie" and "gugigugigugi" and repeatedly saying things like "nose off the table" or "who would like a biscuit? Yaaaay! BISCUIT! Where are they? Where are they?", not to mention "NO! COME HERE!" - and I normally never raise my voice.
3. I've learned that cats prefer to vomit of soft things, such as pillows, blankets and carpets and that they don't simply just vomit. Oh no, once nauseated, they run to the nearest soft object to vomit - a little, then they back up two steps and vomit again, repeat, repeat until there are at least 4 spots of vomit to wipe up.
4. I am suddenly once of those crazy people who think that almost everything her pets do is nothing short of a miracle! Even the things they don't do, "Lia did not chase the hare!", and I pic spam my blog with photos of the gang.
5. Since getting Lia, I've stopped wearing white pants. I've also lost 4 kgs.
As always, I'm not going to tag anyone, but consider yourselves tagged if this appeals to you. I know you're almost all owned by pets. :)
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