Mar. 4th, 2016

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Had the NICEST interaction with two dogs and a man yesterday. One rather sedate adult female German Shepherd, and one friendly but rather rambunctious 6 month old German Shepherd cross (breed of cross unknown, but something smaller and fluffier, by the looks of things). Mother and daughter, adopted from the SPCA together. Mother had been dumped by the side of a road heavily pregnant. A valuable purebred animal, but clearly the owners had forgotten to get her spayed and didn't want the trouble of a pregnant dog.

The new owners went into the SPCA expecting to get a puppy, and the husband fixated on one of the puppies up for adoption while the wife fixated on the mama dog. Rather than attempt to choose, they got both. Some people in this world SUCK. Fortunately not everybody in this world sucks. The husband said their old German Shepherd had died last year at the age 16 after a long illness, and they were both in dire need of a PROJECT. Taking a rambunctious puppy to obedience classes while simultaneously doing remedial obedience training on her imperfectly-trained mother was just what the doctor ordered.

Immediate Boss's daughter's dog found her a few years ago, rather than the other way around. She lives in a rural area, and saw a car dump a dog by the side of the road. Too far away, alas, to get a license plate number on the assholes. She picked up the dog, being a confirmed cat person but also not wanting the dog to get hit by a car while attempting to run after his owners. She had intended to take it straight to the SPCA, but it was the Friday evening right before Canadian Thanksgiving, and they were closed until the following Tuesday for the holidays. Immediate Boss and her husband were visiting at the time, and their daughter told them sternly, "He can stay over the holidays, because there's nowhere else for him to go, but I don't need or want a dog. Tuesday morning he GOES."

Dog was as good as gold, didn't chase IB's daughter's two cats, didn't make any messes on the carpet, just whined by the door when he had to go out, was obviously aware this was an audition. And by Tuesday IB's daughter was all, "Well, I can't be late for work right after the Thanksgiving weekend. That would look bad. I'll take him to the SPCA after work today or tomorrow." And so on and so forth, excuse after excuse until she finally admitted that she was now a dog owner and took him to the damn vet.

i haven't seen or heard from Lawyer recently. He and his husband have a rescued German Shepherd/Rottweiler cross with aggression issues towards other dogs (he got kicked out of doggie daycare and at our last meeting was getting daily private walks with a dog walker for exercise during the day, because Lawyer and his husband both work long hours and live in a condo). Lawyer used to come into the office about 3 or 4 times a year to visit Ultimate Boss and would build time into his schedule to show me pictures of the dog on his iPad and tell me how the rehabilitation project was going. I guess the project he was working on with our organization is now complete. They must have spent SO MUCH money on that dog, between the daycare, the private walks, the remedial private obedience training, etc. But they don't have kids, and even if they did, Lawyer wore VERY expensive suits on his visits to our office, so I daresay they could still afford it.

Some people have a terrible attitude towards animals. Fortunately there are other, MUCh nicer people who treat animals well, which gives me hope. But there always seem to be more of the assholes than the nice ones.
raincitygirl: close up of the Hulk's face (Hulk (kickair8p))
Ugh, Donald Trump is so...vulgar. Bragging about the size of his penis in a presidential debate? Who DOES that?

However, I feel like I'm channelling my late great-aunt in using the word "vulgar". She long ago said of a newly elected Tony Blair, "That horrid vulgar little man". My great-aunt did not care for New Labour or Cool Britannia or any of that late nineties, pre-Iraq stuff. She cared that he'd been to a good school and still gone over to the dark side of the force anyway. She considered him on a par with Hugh Dalton, Clement Atlee's Chancellor of the Exchequer, who had also been to a good school and become a Labour politician in spite of it. Never mind that Hugh Dalton was significantly to the left of Tony Blair politically, they were both vulgar.

I'm sort of glad she didn't live to see the rise of Donald Trump, serious political candidate and confirmed vulgarian. Of course, she probably would've dismissed it all as "American nonsense, wouldn't happen here." My great-aunt was a lovely, lovely person, but politically slightly to the right of Genghis Khan. I once got her started on the Suez Crisis (not on purpose, I hasten to add), and she talked about it for an hour and a half.

In other news, I am fighting a battle against my instincts to buy a bottle of nail polish simply because of its name: Bogota Blackberry. Isn't that an awesome name? I don't even *like* OPI polish very much. Formula-wise, I prefer Zoya to OPI, and A England to Zoya. But I just want someone to compliment me on my nails and be able to say, "Oh thanks, it's Bogota Blackberry."

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