Happy July 4th!

Saturday, July 04, 2009

Happy 4th of July!

Enjoy the holiday, stay safe and cherish the occasion.

Hee Hee...

Friday, June 26, 2009

Ok, I know you've all probably seen these commercials, but I hadn't until I stumbled on them on YouTube.

Laugh, and I'll laugh with you!

More rats in commercials! Yay!

RIP...

Thursday, June 25, 2009

I don't usually post much about anything other than rats/pets, but today was a rough day for 70's/80's Iconography.

The loss of Farrah Fawcett, age 62.

The loss of "King of Pop" Michael Jackson, age 50.

Two huge stars from the era I grew up in passed on the same day. Shocking.

Over the Rainbow Bridge...

Gifts

Wednesday, June 03, 2009

So, I just have to tell you about our awesome UPS guy. I know, you're probably thinking, "how awesome can the UPS guy be? Other than he promptly delivers all that merchandise I bought online, because honey, it was on sale!"

Yes, he definitely awesome in that way. But ours is especially wonderful. I don't know if we're the only house he does this for, or if everyone gets equal treatment, but every single time he delivers a package he leaves a big doggie treat on it for Clikker!

He's very quick and I never get to the door in time to thank him, although I can usually wave at him as he drives away. I would like to tell him thanks, because Clikker adores these doggie treats. Like they are manna from heaven. When she hears the UPS truck pulling away when I open the door she immediately goes on the alert for her treat. (Next time I'll have to get a picture.)

These are big treats too, so we break them up and spread them out over the day. She loves them, though, and I appreciate his thoughtfulness to always leave a little gift for her.

We wrote him a thank you note, and I have to be very diligent the next time a package is due to arrive so I can intercept him and give it to him. Here's what it says:

Woof woof! Bark!

Bark bark barkity bark, baaaaark! Tail wag. Pant bark waggity wag. Pant pant lick bark wag woof. Mumble grumble pant woof. Bark bark! Lick pant woof woof!

Woof,
Clikker *paw print*

And here it is translated:

Dear Giver of Delicious Treats,

Thank you so much for the yummy dog biscuits that we keep finding on brown boxes. They are just my size (BIG)! I love them and do lots of tricks for them. I also pant and lick a lot when I smell them. I am a good guard dog, but I can't resist those tasty treats. Thank you!

Sincerely,
Clikker *paw print*

In Memoriam...

Monday, May 25, 2009

Let's not forget to take a moment to remember those who fought for us...

Thank you for all you gave.

Gettin' Creative

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

I have often mentioned how I don't have a creative bone in my body. Well, that may not be true. I may have one teeny-tiny creative bone. Taking a page out of Sarah Lynn's book, I decided to try my hand at Bakerella's Cupcake Bites. My friend and her daughter came over and we made them for her daughter's 9th birthday party. Here are my results:

Handy, gift-giving boxes

Up close

They were fun to make, albeit time consuming. I made the cake the night before (Devil's Food with cream cheese frosting) and refrigerated it overnight. I made the cake balls the next day before they came over. Then we spent about 2 hours making and decorating them. It was fun, and J has loved the leftovers (we made about 85 of them), but I'd have to really be motivated to do it again.

Go, Snowball, Go!

Monday, May 11, 2009

So, first I would like to wish all the rat-mom's out there a belated Happy Mother's Day. I hope your rat-babies gave you lots of love and laughs.

Second, I don't know if this story has ever come up on Rattie Corner, although I'm sure it has, so if you've already heard it feel free to skip past it. (I know Tale has heard it.)

We had a music loving rat. Her name was Rat. She and J shared a love of classic rock, but Rat had one special favorite band. Whenever J would put one of this band's records on, Rat would snuggle up to the side of the cage closest to the speakers and start bruxing. Within a minute or so, she would start boggling and soon after, her head would start bobbing. And she would bob her head in time with the bass rhythm for the entire record and look hurt and disappointed when the record was finished. If she was feeling stressed or unwell, playing this music was a way to relax her and she always appeared to feel better while listening to it. So, what was this music that could make a grown rat head-bob?

Rat was a Deadhead.*

Oh, yes. Jerry Garcia was her favorite and she loved every song on every album. We were always so proud to have a rat who could discern her favorite band from all the rest.

The reason I bring this up, is as fun as it was to watch Rat bobbing along, she has got nothing on Snowball. Check it out...

Finally, after a weekend where we almost reached 80 degrees, and which I thoroughly enjoyed because it is May and May means warm weather, I couldn't believe it when the weather report for today read "59 degrees- Refreshingly Cool". I don't want "refreshingly cool" unless it's in the form of a frosty beverage. I want warm weather!

Hope everyone has a great week!

*If you're not aware, although I'm sure you are, a Deadhead is a Grateful Dead fan.