Mikey + Boo

Ok – once in awhile I suppose I can post just a sentence or two and a single photo. Why must I blather on every day? ;-).

This was too cute for words.
Apparently Mikey is doing well since his surgery and making himself right back at home.
(It’s taken at night w/ my camera phone, so not very clear, but you get the cute factor regardless, no?!).

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Of course, if Boo were awake, he’d chase and torture poor Mikey to no end.
I guess Mikey knew it was safe to snuggle in for bed.

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From the Mouths of Babes : Save the Sharks!

The following took place between 2pm and 3pm today.
(Insert funky “24” music here).

Tt : Mom, are sharks real?

Mom : Yes, Tt, you know sharks are real. You’ve pet them, and seen them in lots of different aquariums.

T : Oh, but I mean are GREAT WHITE sharks real.

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M : Yes, you’ve seen them on TV. Oh, well, most things you see on TV are not real… Ok, um… Movies are stories which are rarely “real”, but documentaries tell real-live stories. We’ve seen two documentaries on sharks – do you remember?

T : Oh, the one where they were killing all the sharks? (Sharkwater)

M : Yes, that was one.

T : And we learned that sharks can kill people.

M : Yes, we learned that sharks sometimes (about 6-12 times a year) kill people by accident, but people kill over 1 million sharks a year on purpose.

T : And some people had those signs, and they walked around.

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M : That’s called a protest. The people were upset that sharks were being killed, so they wanted to tell people to “Please stop killing sharks”.

T : I want to make a sign. And walk around with it, so people will stop killing sharks.

M : When we get home, we’ll get on the computer and see what we can do to help stop sharks from being killed.

T : When is the new Transformers out?

Apparently that was the end of that conversation.

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Sharkwater is a documentary on the status of sharks in our oceans. Sharks are a top predator in our oceans, whose presence and well-being have a significant impact on the entire ecosystem of our oceans. The cinematography is amazing, and it hits sad, amazing, angry and inspiring notes. Go rent it today at your local video store. (Sharkwater)

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Help stop the killing of millions of sharks a year, and start by not eating shark fin soup. Actually, stop eating at any restaurant that even serves shark fin soup. Our family is half chinese, so it can be tricky. Join Yao Ming and Jackie Chan by refusing to create demand for the finning of sharks. (ABC News : Decimating the Shark Population for Some Soup) (Westcoaster : Shun Shark Fin Soup)

Call ahead to restaurants and ask if Shark Fin is served. If they say yes, then let them know you will not be eating there and find somewhere else. Leave an anti-shark fin soup message on popular restaurant websites such as Yelp.

Write a letter to your local government to stop the importation of shark fins (and/or finning).
Find your local (Canadian) MP here : Find Your Member of Parliament

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Send a letter to the UN requesting the banning of finning. Email : inquiries at un.org, I believe. We’ll give it a try anyhow.

Wear a shark-lovin’ shirt! Tt drew this applique (which I will try to get him to re-print…), which can be mailed TO YOU free of charge if you will iron it on a shirt and wear it about! Just put your interest under the comments section and we’ll hook you up via email.

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There we go, Tt.

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Meet Mikey…

Originally known as “Comet” by previous owner, which Tt immediately re-named “Perrywinkle” (a horrible color, so I deliberately mis-spelled it). We finally urged him into something a little more mainstream and he picked “Mike Wazowski” from Monsters Inc.

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Now affectionately known as “Mikey”.
Mikey, meet Internet People. Internet People, meet Mikey.

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Tt is soooo in love.

Coincidentally (or not) the same jet-black coat and green eyes as previous pet Frank the cat, and similar to Jack the dog and Leo the rabbit. I have a thing for black animals.

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Unfortunately, however, we don’t yet actually know if it’s even a He or She. Or how old. Or in what state of health. I figure if he’s still with us in a week, we’ll take him in for a thorough check-up.

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We let him outside today since he hadn’t “pooped” in his box, and he actually came back!

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Tt is soooo smitten for his kitten. “My kitty Mikey…”. The poor thing has already been completely tormented by Boo’s attention. Yeahhhh, we’ll see how long he lasts in this house…

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At least it’ll break us in gradually until we’re ready for the new dog ;-).

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And then there was FISH.

Many a pet has been, for better or for worse, in my care over the years.

I don’t recall having pets when I was growing up, but I’m told we had a dog and a cat at some point. Then again, I can barely recall 2 weeks ago, so we’ll make a real effort here. I have an incredible urge to bring home a new family pet this Christmas…

Since I’ve been “off on my own”, there was Frank, the cat. He was being given away as a kitten, so I scooped him up. He lived, amazingly, 16 or so years, considering how many fights he got into with other cats, racoons, what have you. I sure loved Frank the cat. When I was living on my own I could always tell by his ears if house or outside noises were “good” noises or “bad” noises. Hubby wants to get another cat – since Frank “left us” we’ve started finding mouse poops around the carport…

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Then there was Leo, the rabbit. (No, not after great Renaissance leader DaVinci, but after Leondardo-the-hottie-Di-Caprio by my 6th grade SS class at the time). I found him on the street and when I called SPCA they said they’d just put him to sleep as they get so many domestic rabbits, so OF COURSE (and much to Frank’s dismay) I had to keep him! He was THE most adorable dwarf rabbit. He would jump up and down, lick my feet when I was sitting, run figure-8’s around me every time I came home, and beg at the refrigerator like a puppy. Besides the rabbit poop and smell, he was a perfect pet.

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Right after Hubby and I got married, we bought ‘A’ a hamster for Cmas. Cute, cuddly. We think that Frank ate him. So, we quickly got a replacement before too many tears could be shed. But, while we were away on holidays and the tenants were caring for him, he “disappeared” (maybe Frank eventually died from hamster indigestion??) and so being caring tenants as they were, they quickly bought a new one and slipped him into the cage. The only problem was that it wasn’t a “him”… A week later we had 6 (well, originally 7, but let’s not get into what mommy hamsters do with runt baby hamsters…) squishy little baby hamsters. The whole lot of them went straight back to the pet store a week later.

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When Tt was just barely on his way into the world, we bought a GORGEOUS black lab named Jack (again, MUCH to Frank’s dismay). He was puppy through and through. Even full grown, he still thought he was a little lap dog. He was (IS!) beautiful with long, thin legs and a skinny frame, so different from other labs and even from the brothers and sisters we met. BUT, when we had Boo, we realized we couldn’t take care of him (what? you need to walk AGAIN!? can’t you see I weigh a billion pounds and can barely walk!?) and gave him away to friends who are LOVING him very much. While we don’t miss the tufts of doggie fur or the doggie smell, we sure miss his perky ears and energy.

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Just before we had Boo, for Tt’s second birthday, we bought some cheap ($1.50) feeder fish – the small goldfish you buy to feed to other fish – and a tank. He loved fish, and aquariums etc, so we thought he’d enjoy to watch them all float about. He didn’t much care at all, and ever since (this is THREE YEARS AGO) I’ve solely enjoyed said fish. We started with 3 feeders, and over the years have added snails, algea eater guys (we call them wobegones), other goldfish and only one – the strongest and the fittest of the original 3 – has survived. He has one snail to keep him company, otherwise he just follows across the tank every time we walk by. I’d buy him a new friend, but then I’d be going another 3 years and, well…

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I’m sure we’ll end up with a new cat AND a new dog as the boys get older. Although we know one or two people with allergies, they are rarely here. But for now it’s just a $1.50 goldfish named Sushi who lives on. And on. And on.