Today was my last day of volunteering with the kitties (for those of you from the RDJ friending meme I volunteer with VOKRA
). Or so I thought. I start school on Monday, so I had to give up morning shifts to help the kitties, but I got a call from one of the coordinators asking if I could to Thursday evenings, so I will still do one shift a week. I was kind of sad to be leaving, but now I'm not. I can still do something to help.
Speaking of cats, my darling, wonderful, beautiful, loving, caring and sensitive girls, Tinkerbell and Cleo have brought us three young rats in less than 24 hours. *facepalm* Honestly, why can't they just leave nature alone? They obviously found a nest or something, because these are all small-ish rats. Two, sadly, have gone to that big rat wheel in the sky, but there is one that is... somewhere around here. I think it's under the couch or something, still alive or so mum thinks. I can handle mice, I can handle shrews running around here (we just let the troops flush them out and then we trap them and take them outside), but I'm not so comfortable with rats. The last thing I want is to randomly have a rat come out of nowhe-AND CLEO JUST BROUGHT IN ANOTHER ONE!!! WTF??!?
LEAVE NATURE OUTSIDE. DON'T BRING IT INSIDE, LEAVE IT OUTSIDE!!!111! Goddamn. Poor thing, it was shaking and terrified. At least I was able to box it up quickly and it's now outside where it should be.
Now everyone is grounded until their 40. Well maybe not Moe, he doesn't really give a damn about any of it.
Ahh, cats. You have to love 'em.... sometimes.
Tonight mum and I made a calzone that we bought from Save-On-Foods. She picked it up yesterday from their deli department and on the label it clearly stated that it was vegetarian with 5 cheese and a whole bunch of veggies stuffed inside. About half way through our dinner we both kinda looked at each other and said this didn't taste very veggie (we've had them before). We looked inside and saw it stuffed with pepperoni, sausage, sauce ect. I guess we didn't notice sooner since we had a pasta side dish with tomato pesto and a lot of herbs that tasted like the meat calzone. This wouldn't be a huge problem for a lot of people, but I've given up eating pork and pretty much all red meat. I don't know how to feel really. I know I didn't intend to eat it and it was a mistake, but I still feel guilty.
Should we go back to the grocery store and complain? Or at least tell them? I mean, I know people make honest mistakes and I can forgive that, but I just feel kind of... I don't know. Weird for eating it.