templarwolf

amythestcat saw this, and thought elaby might find it amusing. Happy birthday, a little early.

Jude had been getting better at being on his own, but he really didn't like it. He was finally spending the whole night in his cage without getting too freaked out, though I know he'd have much preferred to sleep with us again. He was good at that, knowing to stay up on our pillows, where he wouldn't be rolled on top of, and wouldn't disturb us if he felt the need to groom. He'd snuggle against our head or hands and brux up a storm.

This morning he was having trouble breathing and was clearly distressed. I tried taking him in the bathroom with shower running to see if the steam would help ease he breathing. His breathing didn't change much. Granted, we didn't get much steam in there. He tried to run around on top of the washer, but eventually settled against me, his sides heaving in and out as he struggled to breathe.

He was trying to tell me it was time. He put up a brave fight to stay with us without his brother, but he was tired and missed Max. I took him out to the couch for a few minutes while I made the call to the vet and to let work know I wouldn't be in today. I gave him a bit of oatmeal from amythestcat's breakfast leftovers.

We had a good snuggle at the vet's, with Jude sitting on my shoulder, sticking his whiskery nose in my ear and bruxing lightly. He went with the doctor without a fuss. We'll bury him tonight when amythestcat gets home from work. He'll rest right next to his brother.

I miss you big bear.

( Some pictures here )

I'm so sorry your last moments were so scary buddy. We were trying to get you to the vet's, but even if we hadn't taken the moment to call and tell them we were coming, we wouldn't have gotten there in time.

Max passed about 90 minutes ago, in my arms, as we were rushing towards the car. He and Jude were being treated for a lung infection, and it seems like either he inhaled the meds instead of swallowing them, or one of his lungs collapsed. He was gasping and panicking. I tried the shake, but nothing came loose. Of the two of them, the doc had said his case was the more advanced, and he was making less headway with the meds, though I would've guessed Jude to be more in need of the help, based on how little Max was showing for distress before we started the medication.

When we showed Jude the body to say goodbye, he gently nipped Max's nose a couple of times, then slumped down, resting his head on Max's shoulder. Now, he's snuggled into my lap.

If we can convince Jude to be less rat-aggressive, he might be able to live with the younger boys, though I won't count on it. The only other rat he got along with was Max. He's attacked everyone else.

( Pics of my big boy under here )

My Pagan Practice

Tradition	2.55	Eclectic
Ecstatic	1.26	Solemn
Magical	-0.67	Spiritual

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I'm now a freelance writer for Savage Mojo/Talisman Studios.

I'll be working on their Suzerain line. The projects they have lined up look like a lot of fun. I'm anxious to get started.

http://talisman-studios.com/

Many thanks to aaronace for taking this chance on me.

Young rattie versus a 12 year leopard. (new window)

Tiger Direct. I'd either get a new TV or a new, high-speed, low-drag laptop. Well, at least in comparison to the ones I have now...

[pirate]
We do appear to be awash in freshthings, cap'n!

There is much booty to be plundered, though it might be hard to make a hasty getaway lugging a new-in-box 32" HD flatscreen TV. The brand-new $2500 laptop might be a bit easier to loot.

Avast, ye tofu-eatin' n00blin monkeys!
[/pirate]

Found through steamfashion

m_stiefvater, is this more how you wanted these books to go?



Or this?


/Should be noted, in all honesty, neither of these are mine.
//I just found them, and wanted to share the joy.

Sicne it's pretty much tradition now for me to read a rattie story at the slams, I've come up with this one to read on Wednesday. I had another idea going, until I caught a show on PBS about folk tales in New Hampshire. I thought the story of the Lithobolia was rather interesting, especially since it's so local.

Let me know what y'all think. I have another rat story I could read, but it's rather sad...

( Lithobolia, ~1500 words )

Your result for The Steampunk Style Test...

The Officer

43% Elegant, 48% Technological, 30% Historical, 80% Adventurous and 9% Playful!

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"X" what you've seen, "O" what you haven't finished but saw sizeable portions of, leave blank what you haven't seen at all. Bold what you loved and strike through what you didn't like.

( Under here )

Needs anime...

http://ancientfiles.dumpshock.com/index.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadowrun_timeline
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Got NERPS?

(A young man asks for a ticket for an R-rated movie and hands me his ID. I’m about to sell him the ticket when the lady behind him speaks up.)

Lady: “Wait! That picture in the ID doesn’t look like him at all!”

(I look at the ID. It appears he’s been sick since the photo was taken, but it’s clearly the same guy.)

Me: “Well, ma’am, I’m fairly certain that this is the correct ID. Now, if you’d just step up–”

Lady: “No! You can’t sell to someone with a fake ID. He could be a terrorist, for God’s sake! You should call the police!”

Me: “Ma’am, that is definitely not necessary. I am responsible for checking identification, and I–”

Lady: “I need to talk to your manager!”

(I begin to respond, but the guy politely waves me off and turns to the woman.)

Man: “Miss, I have another photo ID here, with a more recent picture. Do you think this matches?”

(He pulls a card out of his wallet and hands it to her. She goes completely white.)

Lady: “Well… um… yes, that’s, uh, fine!”

(She squirms for a moment, then exclaims, “I’ll be right back!” She drops the card and leaves the theater in a hurry. I give the guy his ticket.)

Me: “What was that you showed her?”

Man: “Oh, my handgun permit.”

(ganked from notawaysright.com)