Canine Hell Update
Oct. 14th, 2012 08:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sakon76The Animal Control people still haven't come out. Wonderful Husband called them back around 6 and they said they work until 9:30 every day, so they still have an hour and a half at this point. He also checked with the neighbors on both sides (each of whom have several guard dogs). Looks like it most likely belongs to Jaime to the west side of our house; his three dogs got out somehow on Monday, and only two came back. The missing one he's had for 13 years, so not exactly a young spritely puppy....
I am put in mind of the Irish Setters we had when I was a very young child. At that time we lived literally in the middle of the woods. And one, who was getting up there in years, just never came back, and we never found him. Do dogs have an instinct to go hide away when they die?
On a less gruesome subject, I've begun retrieving and de-cat-hairing the cosplay costumes from the hallway closet. Two have been tossed in the wash hamper; about half a dozen others have successfully been cleaned if necessary and packed away. Moire is apparently impermeable to cat hair. It just rolls right off. Four costumes (Ovelia, Sofia, Fuu, and Flowery) remain; they are all long and going to be tedious to clean. And there's one or two sets of fairy wings in there to deal with as well.
ETA: Animal Control not coming out tonight. Apparently they only have one officer on duty between 9:30pm and 5:00am, for emergencies only. (Wonderful Husband and I tried to think what "emergencies" might constitute. We came up with rabid critters, and wild animal incursions.) So they'll come out tomorrow. I hope they can spirit the poor critter away; it was hot today and thus our backyard is now honestly untenable. We've been keeping the doors and windows closed.
I am put in mind of the Irish Setters we had when I was a very young child. At that time we lived literally in the middle of the woods. And one, who was getting up there in years, just never came back, and we never found him. Do dogs have an instinct to go hide away when they die?
On a less gruesome subject, I've begun retrieving and de-cat-hairing the cosplay costumes from the hallway closet. Two have been tossed in the wash hamper; about half a dozen others have successfully been cleaned if necessary and packed away. Moire is apparently impermeable to cat hair. It just rolls right off. Four costumes (Ovelia, Sofia, Fuu, and Flowery) remain; they are all long and going to be tedious to clean. And there's one or two sets of fairy wings in there to deal with as well.
ETA: Animal Control not coming out tonight. Apparently they only have one officer on duty between 9:30pm and 5:00am, for emergencies only. (Wonderful Husband and I tried to think what "emergencies" might constitute. We came up with rabid critters, and wild animal incursions.) So they'll come out tomorrow. I hope they can spirit the poor critter away; it was hot today and thus our backyard is now honestly untenable. We've been keeping the doors and windows closed.
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Date: 2012-10-15 04:00 am (UTC)