Born on May 11...

[draggonlaady]

Is all that was written on the box of kittens dumped at our clinic this morning. Anybody need a kitten or 4?
3 female (one black, 2 matching tuxedos) and one male (orange tabby).



In other news...

Someone from DirecTV/TV solutions called back about taking me off the advert list. Woman needs my address...which they obviously already HAVE or I wouldn't be receiving mailings, yes? Anyway, she left a message asking me to call back. Gave me her name and extension and everything... EXCEPT the phone number. I am yet more impressed with the customer service.



And a blurb from Newsweek:

What are the odds?
Heart disease is scary. So is mad cow disease. But only one of them is a good reason to give up beef. Your chance of getting heart disease in the next year is 1 in 250, compared with less than 1 in 10 billion for mad cow.

Comments

[sphynx-again.livejournal.com]

Hey, you were lucky! A birth date is more information than most boxes of kittens left on doorsteps have! Sorry, I don't need any more kittens. I've got oodles of them in my bedroom right now, including a lovely chocolate/cinnamon classic tabby female that's nearly big enough to go. And one scrawny, boney, not-doing-very-well black male. The one that had the concussion. He eats some, but not much. Doesn't like being syringe fed. And if he doesn't start gaining weight, he's not going to make it.

[draggonlaady.livejournal.com]

Heh. Well, I don't need more either! I'm already having screaming fits about the one I inherited last year. Bastard keeps starting fights with the other cats, and getting up on the counters, and stealing my food--off my plate while I'm eating it!
I caught him on the counter this morning and dunked 'is sorry butt in the sink. Which probably just means he'll be on the stove instead of the counter tonight.