Poor Campari. Drugged, snipped, and getting yelled at is a very shitty day. Give him extra hugs for me.
I had one of mine do the "who the hell are you?!" stranger danger hissing after the other had a vet visit. It can last hours or days. Mine lasted days. They both go together now whether one doesn't need to or not.
Btw, LOVE your user name! I call my trusty roadies sippy cups too. I have a shoe organizer full hanging on the pantry door. It's hard to resist an ultra cute sippy cup.
That could be more your detergent than the machine. If you use Dawn Platinum, that stuff removed the screen print ink off my pub glasses. That's how they can say you don't have to prerinse with it. Because it's just dissolving everything indiscriminately. It sure got the dishes squeaky clean, I'll give it that.
Perhaps, but I would be too hard on glass bottles while I'm adventuring.
These were free swag though at a volunteer thank you party. I'm only upset that I can no longer covertly signal to the other local volunteers that I'm part of the club. 😄
Yes, I assumed the heat was the culprit too. They were on the top rack, the cycle was normal not pots & pans, and I never use the dryer feature. My hot water heaters are in the attic though where it's a million degrees despite an attic fan heroically trying to provide some ventilation. I don't even need to have the water heaters turned on this time of year. When we first moved here a few years back in June, it took us 4 months to notice that the previous owner had turned the heaters off. I thought we had normal hot water all summer!!
Oh, I thought you meant that the two interstates overlapped. Not that one is south when the other is north both going in the same direction. That's neat!
Here I am a lifetime Virginian, with uncountable trips through Wytheville, and never realized this.
Re: that last pic... she could look into asking a rescue to sponsor the kitties and she stays the foster until they are adopted. That way vaccines, medical needs, and potentially help with food would be covered. She wouldn't have to give up Dusty Rose for adoption if she didn't want to. Dusty would be her "foster-to-adopt" bebe.
My mom's exasperated "shit a fiddle!" when fed up with something / something broke. When I was younger, she didn't really say curse words around me except for this.
I've never heard any one else ever say this. Not in Appalachia, or anywhere. She probably made it up herself. But in the 80s she also dated a Korean War fighter pilot/POW (crashed, survived, & captured, unsure of release details). And he could have had a creative catalog of swears that she borrowed from.
Poor Campari. Drugged, snipped, and getting yelled at is a very shitty day. Give him extra hugs for me.
I had one of mine do the "who the hell are you?!" stranger danger hissing after the other had a vet visit. It can last hours or days. Mine lasted days. They both go together now whether one doesn't need to or not.