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Rats!!

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Someone asked me the other day if I thought a hamster would be a good pet for her 5-year-old. I’ve been asked this question before and I always give the same answer. “No.” In my experience, hamsters are temperamental little shits and not very sociable. If I were to get a pet for a 5-year-old, it would be a rat. It’s my advice every single time.

“Ew,” you say? They are awesome pets! Seriously, domestic rats are wonderful pets for kids because they’re very social animals. They love humans and human interaction. They’re intelligent and can be trained to do tricks and puzzles. You probably think rats are dirty. You’re absolutely wrong. Rats clean themselves more often than cats!

If you’ve ever given a kid a hamster, maybe you noticed that they got bored with it pretty quick. That’s because hamsters are solitary little shits and they hate to be bothered. Who wants to play with, or clean up after a critter who’s likely to bite your hand? A rat will be more fun because they are sociable and love to play.

My pet rat, named Yogi, used to play like a cat! He’d run and hide behind a pillow on my couch and when I’d ‘find’ him he’d jump and run and laugh! Yes, laugh. They make this squeaky little noise when they’re happy and it’s adorable! Of course, I had to watch so that my cats wouldn’t try to eat him for lunch but when we finished with playtime, he went back to his cage.

Yogi loved bites of banana and Cheerios. When I cleaned his cage he would “clean house” which meant he moved things around in his cage the way he wanted them. He had a great personality. Most rats live around 2 years but my Yogi lived to the ripe old age of 4!

If you want your kid to have a good experience with a first pet, including the responsibility of taking care of that pet, then a rat might be a good fit. Just be sure to do your research. Rats do have some special needs, such as a good piece of wood to chew to keep their teeth from growing too long. They will also need a cage with a solid bottom rather than wire. Once you’re set up with the proper supplies, you and your kiddo will have a blast!

To The Man Who Broke My Sister

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She was not the only one to blame. The incident that occurred was not of her doing. You had the same opportunity to do the right thing after the incident as she did. You could have DONE what you’re blaming her for NOT doing. You could have eased her emotional pain and you both would have been able to work through the after-effects of the incident, together.

You took the easy way out and you still won’t accept any responsibility. You are just as culpable as my sister. Everyone sees it except you. Therapists have even confirmed what we all know. But not you. You’re a self-righteous, pompous ass. Your narcissism is nauseating.

My sister was broken, is still broken, but she will put all the pieces back together, in time. and in spite of all you’ve done to her, all the rotten things you’ve said to her. She is strong and she will rise above it all.

I hope you’re happy now that you’re all alone. All alone with your high-society friends that you’ve put above the family you’ve worked so hard for. You just threw it all away.

The Ex-Files – I Don’t Do Pockets!

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In the very beginning stages of my relationship with CP, not too long after I let him move into my apartment with me, I had to make a few small requests/suggestions/rules, whatever you want to call them.

  1. No dirty, smelly car parts in the house! He thought he should be able to store his smelly car parts in the house and/or in the closet. No way. This isn’t a garage.
  2. No dirty, smelly car engines in my closet! He seriously wanted to store an old car engine in my closet! As if he was doing me a favor by not putting it on the carpet in the living room, which was his first choice for storage.
  3. If you leave dirt, grime, grease, hair and other gross shit on the soap bar, please wash it off! He really thought it was ridiculous that he should have to wash off the soap bar. He said he’d never heard of such a thing. BUT I shouldn’t have to wash my hands with someone else’s greasy, grimy yuck and it looks like shit.
  4. When your alarm goes off playing music in the morning at 4am, please turn it OFF because I don’t have to get up until 7am! The alarm going off, playing music at 4am was fine but to leave it on was inconsiderate. I didn’t have to get up that early and I couldn’t sleep with music blaring mere feet away from my head!
  5. Empty your pockets when you put your clothes in the laundry because I don’t do pockets! I had asked him to check his pockets before putting his clothes in the laundry. That is unless he wanted his wallet washed. It’s really not that hard.

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None of the things I asked of him were that difficult and it was pretty much just a matter of common courtesy. I was pretty easy going back then and not too hard to live with. I was a people-pleaser and bent over backward for that man. The least he could do is to be considerate. Right? Was I being too harsh? Pffttt….

Ok, so this post is about the emptying of pockets. I had actually checked a couple of times before throwing his clothes in the washer and another time I just happened to feel the weight of something and it caught my attention. All saves. Each time, I reminded him that I don’t do pockets and he needs to remember to empty them.

One time, (it was the LAST freakin’ time) he didn’t empty his pockets and I didn’t check because… umm… well, I forgot to check. I didn’t think anything of it and I threw his clothes in the washer. Oops! Haha! His wallet was in one pocket and a couple receipts in another. Not to mention all the important things you might find in one’s wallet! It contained his driver’s license, cash, phone numbers, business cards, photos, social security card, membership cards, etc. There was shredded paper everywhere!

When he came home I told him. He was pissed. I reminded him, “I told you. I don’t do pockets!” He responded with something like, “I don’t know why you can’t check the damn pockets!” Seriously? I told him, “It’s simple. I’m not your mother and you’re an adult!”

His response to that was, “You are kinda like my mother. You cook for me, clean for me, do my laundry. You take care of me.” Are you freakin’ kidding me? I asked myself. Wow. I told him, “I am not your mother. You are responsible for your own shit. I didn’t move out of my parents’ home to have to be mommy to a grown ass man!”

He had to replace everything. Serves him right. He should have listened. He never left shit in his pockets again.

The Fault Lies Within?? I Think Not….

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I’m in a position that I do not like, yet there’s not much I can do about it. I have been put in a situation that is not mine, yet I am the one who must deal with it. The person responsible for this situation claims “It’s not my fault,” but clearly that person’s eyes are clouded by someone else’s vision. I am tired. I am in pain. I have my own problems to deal with, but yet I am not permitted to worry about myself. I have contemplated time and time again, “Is this situation actually my fault?” Perhaps I should have stopped the situation before it started. But how was I to know? I can’t possibly know what anyone will do at any time, so how could I have stopped it? I cannot control the influences of other people or their actions. People are responsible for their own actions, are they not? It was not my actions that caused this series of events. The only thing I can do now is to allow consequences to unfold and to concentrate on me for a change. I’m hoping the future comes quickly and then I will finally have my life back.