Angela Law

animal lover, gardener, knitter, and gourmet cook
 
pets

cat bastard

It’s kind of like a rat bastard, only worse. I made an appointment for Marley at The Dog House–the pet grooming business that we’ve been frequenting for the past 10 years. He has a bunch of matted hair on his back that I’m sick of looking at. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have worried about it.

Getting Marley in his crate was interesting enough. He proceeded to growl, hiss, and spit venom until we arrived at The Dog House. The woman there was like, “Is he always like this?” As far as I know, he is. Given this, she didn’t want to take a chance on getting bitten or having the cat injure himself while being groomed. She suggested having the vet slightly sedate him if we decide to try this again. She didn’t think he’d take well to having me stuff a tranquilizer down his throat, hence the vet suggestion. She said that she grooms about 100 cats a year and maybe a half dozen of them need to be sedated before being groomed, so it looks like we’re one of the “lucky” few cat owners out there.

celebrations

happy birthday, brian

Today, Brian turned 35. What this means for me is that I don’t have to be the “older” woman for the next four months. As for him, he’s just getting old.

For his birthday dinner, Brian selected a toasted Italian sub. It was quite delicious. I guess that’s the curse of cooking all of the time–when you ask him what he wants to eat, he wants a sandwich. Oh well, less work for me.

We don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day anymore, so at least we didn’t have to deal with that. We both came to the conclusion that V-Day is more suited for people who are dating (plus, I think we were both running out of gift ideas), so we gave that one up a year or two ago. That, and Halloween. We both really like Halloween, but just how many pumpkins and skulls can you buy someone?

Anyway, we had our sandwiches for supper and then Brian opened his gifts. He’ll be off to a meeting in a little while, so I won’t be able to torture him with the dog show on TV this evening.

me

what breed are you?

I am a Golden Retriever:

“You’re the most laidback, loyal friend anyone could ask for. Easygoing and reliable, we’re as likely to find you outdoors with a Frisbee as spending a lazy Sunday on the couch. You’re brainy and sporty, and your expressive eyes convey your sensitivity to other people’s feelings. Just don’t let anyone take advantage of your kindness and you’ll be top dog.”

Can you believe that crap?

What breed are you?

One more day until the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show!

celebrations

brian’s birthday, part 1

Today, we went to my parent’s to celebrate my mom’s version of Brian’s birthday. It was just the three of us and my parents because my brother had to work today and my grandmother didn’t want to go out in the snow. Still, we had a nice time.

Another bonus for today was the fact that I got to pass the torch on a refinishing project I was doing for my parents. All the hard work is done, so I gave them instructions on how to complete the project. I volunteered to refinish a mission-style quartersawn oak desk that they acquired. It came out pretty nice.

movies

hearts in atlantis

It’s Friday, so it must be another Margarita and a Movie night! Tonight, we watched Hearts in Atlantis pretty much because it was the last movie on one of my tapes and I need to tape some stuff later this month. Much like the book, I didn’t enjoy the movie. Much like the book, Brian enjoyed the movie. Take that for what it’s worth.

I do have to say, Anthony Hopkins is a fine actor. Every time I see him, I think, “Right–that’s the guy who played Hannibal Lecter.” (when I am trying to place where I’ve seen him before). I’m always surprised to remember that fact. You’d think with a role like that, that is all I would remember. I wouldn’t call this one of his better roles, but it sure wasn’t like DeNiro in Meet the Fockers.