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Share your World 2014–Week 11

These are Cee’s questions this week:

  • If you were an ice cream cone how many scoops and flavors would you be and why?
  • Are you left or right handed?
  • Before making a phone call, do you ever rehearse what you are going to say?
  • How many rings before you answer the phone?
  • Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

If you were an ice cream cone how many scoops and flavors would you be and why?

I would be a Ben and Jerry triple sundae comprised of Cherry Garcia, Karamel Sutra and Scotchy Scotch Crunch, with hot chocolate sauce, cream and chocolate sprinkles.

Why? Because it’s the perfect sundae.

Are you left or right handed?

I started out right-handed.  Because of tendon damage from an over-zealous fencing partner a while back, there are some things I now have to do with my left hand.   If I’d known how convenient it is to have the computer mouse in my left hand, leaving my right hand free to write notes, I’d have started doing it long ago.

Before making a phone call, do you ever rehearse what you are going to say?

Absolutely.  A large part of my work is customer support. If I want to do my job properly, I will have researched and rehearsed the solution to whatever the enquiry is so I can give a good useful answer, quickly

How many rings before you answer the phone?

That depends on whether it is in work or at home.  In work, we don’t let it get past two rings if we can help it.  At home I am happy to let it  ring out forever. As I mentioned in previous posts – I’m not that fond of this contraption.

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Hmmm… I managed to divest The Diva of the overly shaggy carpet she fondly believes of her coat in one day, which is a huge improvement on the last three-day marathon we engaged in.  She’s not entirely happy about being groomed – she has made a number of posts on this topic on her own blog.

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I’m looking forward to a half-day on this coming Friday and a day off on Monday, because I need to use up some annual leave before the cut-off date on March 30.  It’s also coming up to pay-day and due to the demise of Adolf the Oranda, I have a 60 litre aquarium to populate, so I will be bringing the dogs to visit their pals at Artane Aquatics to find some new finny friends.

Share Your World 2014 – Week 11Roundup

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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Orange

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A little late to the table this week, here’s my offering for “Orange”.  This is from a few years ago when Adolf the Oranda, Dave the Sarassa, Lou the Black Moor and Fred the Shubunkin were small and young and got along together. 

Innocent me didn’t know at the time that the comet type goldfish don’t get along with the fancies, and poor Lou was murdered by either Dave or Fred. Since then Adolf has moved on, found a boyfriend (Clarke), became a mother, ate her children and divorced Clarke – as recounted in Daily Prompt: But No Cigar.  The residents of Baskerville Manor don’t need to follow a soap opera, we write our own, every day Smile

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge:  Orange

Pressure: Responsibilities

dogpoopiloveu_4Which of your responsibilities stress you out the most?

As the guardian of multiple animals, there is one responsibility I need to address every day.  At minimum, first thing in the morning, as soon as I come home and last thing at night. All animals need to evacuate, and I have three large dogs, two good-sized cats and a number of community tanks housing a variety of cold-water and tropical fish.

The fish aren’t so bad, I can use one of those vacuum things to extract debris from the water, thus avoiding ammonia build-up resulting in death by asphyxiation for my fishy friends.  There is even an added bonus – “fish-water” is good for my houseplants.  The dogs and cats are another matter.  Having to either sift through a litter box or pick up and wrap their doings in little baggies on a regular basis, I am becoming more and more convinced that while I am out of the house, they are ordering copious amounts of take-out, because their collective output always seems to be far more that what I put into them.

I’ve also noticed that as soon as the litter box/back garden has been cleared to my satisfaction, someone has deposited another little gift somewhere. Some days I feel like I’ve been sentenced to the punishment of Sisyphus.   I’m convinced that the furry darlings have taken the human’s great interest in picking up and wrapping everything they do to heart, and feel a responsibility to deliver as much as they can in order to keep me happy.  A sort of declaration of love and gratitude perhaps.

But I love my animals and if this unsavoury daily task has to be done every day, it’s a small price to pay for their companionship and love.  What does bother me a great deal is that Izzy, my Old English Sheepdog, is incontinent due to being used as a puppy mill for the first five or six years of her life.  She is very anxious to please and always does her best to indicate when she wants to get out, but very often does not manage to make it to the door before she has to let go.  This sweet, biddable and gentle dog was put through some kind of house-training that involved shoving her face into whatever she had done, and the result is that if I show even the slightest vexation as I pull out the mop or the scoop and the antibac, she attempts to drink her puddle, or cowers in corner, shaking and blinking – often soaking herself in yet another fear-induced pool. To see such a big, beautiful animal in such an abject state breaks my heart.

If you are considering buying a purebred dog, be absolutely sure you are dealing with a reputable breeder, if you don’t, not only will you risk having a dog with severe genetic, health, behaviour issues, or all three, you will be contributing to the misery of yet another innocent animal, and there is every chance that she will not survive long enough to be rescued. Better still, contact your local rescue agency.  If you are in Ireland, I’ve got information about a good one on one of my pages, link below.

NaBloPoMo January 2014Picture from The Contrarian MediaA Dog’s Life – Queen, Under Pressure

Daily Prompt: BYOG(ookworm)

Write the blurb for the book jacket of the book you’d write, if only you had the time and inclination.

An epic tale, spanning almost six decades, this story brings us through adventures in motorcycling in the 70’s, the highs and lows of the 80’s rock world in Dublin, intellectual pursuits and the Middle East and China in the 90’s, through to a more reflective present day. Accompanied by a motley crew of boy toys, dogs, horses, fish, birds, hedgehogs and lately cats, the author brings us through a scatological account of life as a single woman with more optimism than financial ability. 

Having run out of space to house her eclectic library, rampant indoor plants, posse of dogs, pair of cats and an ever-expanding collection of aquariums, Deirdre is hoping to make the best-seller list before the walls of Baskerville Manor explode outwards.

 

Daily Prompt: BYOB(ookworm) – Cartoon from Brainstuck