I'm just saying
So Oliver had to go to the vet again today -- for his shots, not because he was sick, and he leaped into my arms and clung as the vet went WELL YOU JUST MADE MY JOB EASIER BUDDY >3 and jabbed him -- and I noticed on the way up that he had a spot of stuff on his face.
I chuck him in her car and happen to smell my hands.
"....," I say. And then, "GOD FUCKING DAMMIT YOU RETARD," as Oliver glared at me from the back seat, "CARRION IS NOT AN EXCITINGLY SEXY PERFUME, IDIOT ANIMAL."
What makes me wonder is that it was over the ear that got infected. I mean. He couldn't have gone out and smeared his ear with grossness just to try to avoid it being touched again, right?
....right?
It couldn't have been some sort of attempt at Anti-Vet Creme. I think. I'm almost sure.
Driving with Oliver is always kind of interesting because he feels that he should be on the front seat and I should have one hand available as a dog head pillow, but if I make him sit in the back, in the rearview mirror there's this incredibly worried and somehow accusing furry forehead and the tops of his ears, with beady tragic eyes peeking up if he sits up straight. It's like that LJ icon set of John Sheppard's hair.
Man, did he give me a filthy look when I turned off 174.
Anyway, I also got him some lamb lungs, which he thought were really awesome. I don't know why. They almost smell worse than his perfume.
Item: A lot of FF12 commentary is to the effect of civilization has given up a lot of their natural ties with the world and now has to fight nature. Like fully half the monsters I've fought so far are feral critters. "We used to have masters and now we have none" sort of thing.
I chuck him in her car and happen to smell my hands.
"....," I say. And then, "GOD FUCKING DAMMIT YOU RETARD," as Oliver glared at me from the back seat, "CARRION IS NOT AN EXCITINGLY SEXY PERFUME, IDIOT ANIMAL."
What makes me wonder is that it was over the ear that got infected. I mean. He couldn't have gone out and smeared his ear with grossness just to try to avoid it being touched again, right?
....right?
It couldn't have been some sort of attempt at Anti-Vet Creme. I think. I'm almost sure.
Driving with Oliver is always kind of interesting because he feels that he should be on the front seat and I should have one hand available as a dog head pillow, but if I make him sit in the back, in the rearview mirror there's this incredibly worried and somehow accusing furry forehead and the tops of his ears, with beady tragic eyes peeking up if he sits up straight. It's like that LJ icon set of John Sheppard's hair.
Man, did he give me a filthy look when I turned off 174.
Anyway, I also got him some lamb lungs, which he thought were really awesome. I don't know why. They almost smell worse than his perfume.
Item: A lot of FF12 commentary is to the effect of civilization has given up a lot of their natural ties with the world and now has to fight nature. Like fully half the monsters I've fought so far are feral critters. "We used to have masters and now we have none" sort of thing.