Oct 31, 2006 21:10
Oh joy! Happy fun fireworks again! Oh, I do so enjoy watching my dog shaking like a leaf and trying to fold himself into non-existence every few minutes!
He came and plastered himself to my legs while I was in the bathroom and I gave him some Rescue Remedy. Note to self - don't do that while sitting on toilet. I had the lid off the bottle (because the lid incorporates the useful little dropper-thingy necessary to get the magic juice past his clenched teeth) and spilled about a third of what was left onto the floor, where every animal in the house except the one I wanted to give it to fought to lick it up.
I didn't let them - that stuff's like pure grain alcohol. The last thing I need here is drunk kitten zoomies. The flat's quite trashed enough as it is thanks.
Thank [higher power of your choice] I'm not likely to get any happy little candy-bandits on sugar-highs yowling outside my door tonight. There are advantages to being a mad single cat lady with scary loud dogs in an apartment block full of stoners, drunks and men who look like serial killers. I love this place.
drunk dog,
fireworks,
cats,
amusing mishaps,
evil bugger