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When I married my present wife I inherited two teenagers and a cat. The teenagers I could just about deal with, the cat was hell on four legs. Gave it a litter tray which it decided was for other people. Tried to get it to use the garden as toilet, but it refused to go outside. Gave it a scratching pole, but it thought the furniture worked much better. Gave it a bed to sleep on but it preferred my face. Eventually got fed up of clearing up the poo every morning so we rehoused it with the RSPCA, whence it came.
I do not own the animals in my house (two cats, a collie, and a parakeet). I have made it clear: I do not do litter boxes. I do not clean up poo (exception). If an animal begins to regularly relieve itself in the wrong location, it will be gone.
Exception: Collie is wife's dog. I like wife, so I tolerate collie a little more than the cats.
<italic>Stuck in a dysfunctional matrix from which I must escape...
"Where liberty dwells, there is my country." B. Franklin, 1783
“They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.” BF, 1759
The Irish setter was happy, loyal, house trained and obedient. Enjoyed running on the beach and playing frisbee.
The monster moggie beat up the Irish Setter whenever she felt like it, used the cat litter box to poop in and then spread it (the poop and the sticky litter granules) around in what she obviously thought was a political message to us human slaves. She shredded the expensive velvet curtains, the expensive couch and several coats left hanging on the coat-stand in the foyer - all while ignoring a series of increasingly expensive and complex cat-scratching posts provided for the purpose. She also refused to go outside except on the sunniest days when she finally deigned to use the cat door to go out and lie on the concrete back porch in a sunny spot and then apparently not move for several hours. A field mouse once ran up to her while in this sunny spot and curled up to sleep next to her. She woke up, picked it up by it's tail and dumped it back on the grass, then returning to her sleeping spot. A real meanie - only tolerated because she would occasionally curl up and sleep in the lap of she who must be obeyed.
- I would love to change the world, but they won’t give me the source code.
Hang on isn't your cat the one that changes food preference every month or so, wanders across your keyboard and barfs up giant hairballs?
We recently looked after our son's cat, it spent the first 2 days behind the fridge only venturing out to feed (approx 50% of the recommended volume so the rest was wasted), crap in the litter tray and spread it around the bathroom. It never came near anyone let alone purr or strop, cantankerous bloody thing, it felt like we had a particularly sullen teenager in the house.
Never underestimate the power of human stupidity -
I'm old. I know stuff - JSOP
People who like/love dogs: they can't help it ... it's in their genes: [^].
A team of Swedish and British scientists have studied the heritability of dog ownership using information from 35,035 twin pairs from the Swedish Twin Registry. The new study suggests that genetic variation explains more than half of the variation in dog ownership, implying that the choice of getting a dog is heavily influenced by an individual's genetic make-up.
People who like/love cats: it's in their souls.
I admit I love dogs, but have never wanted to own one; I love cats, and have been privileged to be deemed worthy of being a slave/servant to several in the past.
«Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?» T. S. Elliot
Put out three additional plants this AM - An Asian Eggplant, a Habanaro pepper and a Large Thai Pepper Hybrid. The eggplants gave me some strange grief this year - but the survivor count was more than adequate (albeit after a second planting). This is growing zone 7B - so all of these are effectively annuals.
The lovely sickness is the hot peppers. Any one could easily supply a family for the summer. Yet, adding the two from today, I've about fifteen of them. Mwah-hah-hah! For the feint of heart, I do have a few Jalapeno peppers, but they're recreational whilst the others ripen. Hot peppers seem to be easily as popular as many pets - except it customarily more common to eat them. (I mean the peppers, except in France).
Habanaro is, however, as hot as I'll go. It's for sauce - much to hot to do anything with directly (for me, at least). The heat, however, is different than the others (yet of the same chemical source) - comes a bit later and clearly a fresher heat. Great for cooking. I hope to have a years supply or more of the sauce.
No - not being a true pepper head I don't have any desire for Scorpion peppers and the new genre of herbal hellions. Most of another order of magnitude in heat becomes absurd.
So - any other fans of the hot-stuff out there? For that matter, any true pepper heads. And there's always "Pepper Claus[^]".
I'd pretty much agree with that - I use the Jalapeno (or Serrano) for the heat, not for the flavor.
The scotch bonnet's are extremely near kin to the habanaros. I think of them interchangeably with the one caveat that the ripening time for the scotch bonnets precludes my growing them (at least, outdoors).
Adding heat to food should enhance the flavor. In the US, they have chili contest and give them names like "Five Alarm", "Six Alarm", ad nauseam, and similar claims to extreme heat. I frequently explain to people that any moron can make food extremely hot - just add more peppers.
It's making it so it tastes better as a consequence of the heat that's the art. I rarely use any form of liquefied tomatoes without a bit of heat. Most Asian dishes, as well. And, of course, mutli-bean curry.
If I had bought the seeds it would definitely have been Serrano. So abundent and, not being hollow, so much easier to slice and dice and whatever. The Jalapeno seeds were taken from a few I let get very thoroughly ripe (last summer) separated, cleaned, and dried.
Were I to pick only one, then indeed we're in agreement as to the heat level. Something that can be sliced fresh and put on a pizza. The length growing season, here, makes getting very ripe Habanaro touch-and-go. I'd like to save seeds to replant and share. I'm finishing off a second quart of Jalapeno sauce from last years crop.
A year after almost failing her high school physics class, a girl told her older brother,
"You know, my physics teacher was right about the optical Doppler effect. You see those cars. The lights of the ones approaching us are white, but the lights of the ones moving away from us are red."
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