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I Was Tagged By 4URPets For A Lucky 7 Tag

Posted by infinitygoods on January 5, 2008

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My neighbor friend at 4URPets just got tagged by Gina and now I’ve been tagged too!
4URPets is a new blogger with a great sense of humor, so although I don’t care for tags, I couldn’t possibly say no to this tag, and in honor of her three Chihuahuas and pet blog, I’m going to give you 7 random facts about my pets.

First I have to post the rules:

  1. Link to the person who tagged you;
  2. Leave a comment on their blog so that their readers can visit yours;
  3. Post the rules on your blog;
  4. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog;
  5. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post;
  6. Include links to their blogs;
  7. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

OK. Here are my 7 random pet facts:

  1. My very first pet was a Siamese cat who rescued me from my fear of cats and converted me to a cat lover thanks to his sweet, kind, gentle and caring ways;
  2. My cat would faithfully stay in bed with me whenever I was sick;
  3. My cat liked to swing in the bed sheets hammock-style whenever we changed the sheets and would then take the sheets in between his two front paws to “help” make the bed (boy, I wish I had thought of taking videos);
  4. I had a blue and a green parakeet. When the green parakeet was ready to die he made himself a little helmet out of seeds!!
  5. I inherited my golden retriever from my mother-in-law, but we loved each other since puppyhood.
  6. My golden retriever was an AKA-certified pure-breed stud and a trained service dog who saved people’s lives;
  7. My golden retriever was poisoned during the Chinese pet food recalls of January 2007. I call it mass pet murder, and I am very angry at the pet food companies and China. I have sworn to never feed pet food to any of my future dogs or cats because “pets are people too” and their lives are too valuable.

Now, for the 7 random bloggers, I will continue with the pet theme and tag 7 people who recently came by my blog and who have posted about their pets. This is by no means an obligation, as these tags can sometimes be downright bothersome, but if you want to participate, then you can:

  1. Robin at Around The Island, whose children are pictured riding a camel;
  2. Playful Professional at Talent To Play will run a half-marathon for a kitten;
  3. Nicholas at A Gentleman’s Domain, who tells his cats he loves them;
  4. Shannon at Rocks In My Dryer whose beloved rat recently passed;
  5. SJ at Pink Flamingo, who has a blessed 6-inch kitten;
  6. Sarah at Puss Reboots photographs cats;
  7. YOU at Your Blog — if you want to be tagged, consider yourself tagged! 😉

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Halloween Safety Tips

Posted by infinitygoods on October 29, 2007

  • Be sure to clear your front yard and steps of any trip hazards.
  • Remove anything which can hurt someone, be damaged or stolen, such as ladders, extension cords, flower pots and containers, bicycles, children’s toys, garden hoses, etc.
  • Clear walkways of leaves and other slip hazards.
  • Be sure to turn on as many outdoor lights as possible.
  • If using candles in your jack-o-lanterns, be sure to leave enough space at the top for the candle to burn safely and make sure decorations cannot blow into the candles’ flames.
  • There are now many styles of inexpensive battery-powered lights to use inside jack-o-lanterns, even styles which flicker. You can also use a small string of outdoor, stay-cool Christmas lights, and you can also use glow sticks, which come in several colors such as green, orange, yellow, pink, etc.
  • Make sure your electrical extensions or outlets are not overloaded.
  • Keep all pets safely inside. Both animals and children can get spooked by each other.
  • Be particularly vigilant about keeping cats indoors and safe from any possible escapes, even a few days before Halloween, as weirdos, cult members and miscellaneous crazies enjoy hurting our dear kitties even more around this time of year.
  • Check all candy before your children eat it.

Infinity Goods Wishes You and Yours a Safe and Happy Halloween!! 😉

 

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Adventures in Barbecuing

Posted by infinitygoods on October 4, 2007

We were supposed to meet at 12:30 pm to go to the park for a leisurely barbecue, but I got held up at the store by a shopping mob and in the streets by heavy traffic, a broken down green pickup from the ’60s too heavy for three men to push through the intersection faster than a slug’s pace, and even a detour through the beaten-up path of a road construction crew.

Result? Our son and I were an entire hour late. Yikes! It’s a good thing it was an old friend. We’ve known each other about 15 years, so we were forgiven. Good thing it wasn’t a Monday too. At least we didn’t have Murphy’s Law to worry about.

So after exchanging hellos and hugs with our friend and her adult daughter who is about my age, we start loading the cars with the barbecue supplies, the chihuahua and a spiffy new blue cube-shaped cooler on wheels, when we realize the cooler doesn’t fit in the trunk. It would fit in the back seat if only the door was wider.

We need to lift it high so it can go through the top portion of the door where the opening has a few millimeters of clearance. My muscles, having always been complete wimps, exclaim out loud for me, “I can’t lift that! I can try helping you,” but my brain takes over the millisecond my fingers touch the cooler and sends the mental message to those silly muscles, “Who are you kidding? Ppplleeeaasse, not even in your dreams!!”

Then the daughter teleports that cooler right into the back seat like a breath on a feather. “Well! That’s taken care of,” I sigh to myself in relief.

So off to the nearest park we go — in two cars because the cooler takes up the space of one person. Our son rides with our friend, and I follow her car with her daughter riding shotgun in case I need directions, because I have no idea where we are going.

Just a few blocks later we arrive at a beautiful park with a lush lawn, shade trees, clean tables and hardly anyone in sight. The park is practically all ours. When what do we discover? What is the No. 1 thing we need for a barbecue? That’s right! There were no barbecues at this park. So back in the cars we go. The chihuahua tugs at the leash as she’s not ready to leave. Did we just get here? She looks at us, determined this is going to be her day at the park. She gives in, but not without a bark, “You people are loco! Loco, I tell you!”

Only a block later we are at an even prettier park, with a pond with resident ducks and geese and a golf course as a backdrop. Our son is excited to see so many beautiful birds. And look, there’s even fishing! What have those kids caught? They look like they’re struggling with it. It must be a good catch … of duck?! … Catch by the webbed foot and release! The duck flies away. We move on. We drive through the entire parking lot in search of that all-important barbecue. We strike out a second time.

After a short discussion we decide to go to the same park we went to for the Fourth of July. At least we’re positive there’s what we’re looking for there.

We send our son running to reserve a table and barbecue, although by now it’s about 2:30 p.m. and I figure everybody has already eaten. My stomach is growling. We’re even sitting at the same table we sat at on Independence Day.

And so, what do you do when you find yourself at the park with two other women and a child, ready to barbecue, but the person in charge of bringing the starter fluid left it at home?

Well, my stomach growls in a wild panic, and three women and a child go on a hunt for anything that burns. How about the paper napkins? They’re hiding out with the starter fluid! The daughter hunts down a few bits of paper and a paper sack. It burns well, but not long enough to start the charcoal. We’re back to square one. We gather leaves and small twigs, when the October wind starts picking up. The four of us huddle over the barbecue, but the lighter and the few mini-flames we get are immediately blown out.

By now we must look so comical that an old woman who was sitting a few tables away with her husband comes over to lend assistance. She too gathers brown leaves, twigs and huddles over to block the wind. Nothing works. Four women and a child cannot get a fire going.

Now a fifth woman comes over to lend encouragement and make conversation. She talks to us about her two terriers and our friend’s chihuahua. The dogs introduce themselves the way dogs always do. She tells us it’s good the chihuahua is on a leash, but our terrier should be too or the park rangers will stop us.

All fire building attempts stop. Our terrier? Isn’t he her terrier? The one on the leash is, but the friendly white one is ours, she claims. Well, he’s very cute, but where’s his owner? He has tags and a collar, so we figure the owner must be close by and return to our fire building attempts.

The fourth woman’s husband joins us and gathers more leaves and twigs. I go to my purse and rustle up some old unneeded receipts from my wallet and my last kleenex. By the table I find some dried redwood tips and add those to the fire too. The kleenex and the redwood really burn well, which gets the older man thinking. They used to use pine needles back in the days when he was a Boy Scout!

So four women, a child and a man are now in search of redwood tips. The wind is still blowing. The child never had more fun in his life. My stomach is snarling like a rabid wolf when our friend’s daughter notices that the friendly white terrier is searching for food. In unison, we all agree he’s hungry, and our friend checks his tags and calls the number while we continue our attempts to defy the wind.

Our friend finds out the little dog is a rescue dog. Apparently he escaped. They are sending someone to get him, so the well-behaved chihuahua loans her leash to Little Houdini.

The fire is roaring, the very kind and helpful senior citizens leave, and up run a woman and three children in tears, demanding to get their dog back. At first, they think we are stealing their dog. Our friend calms them down by telling them she has already called the rescue place and calls again.

Fears are calmed, emotions are soothed and the children hug their dog and the chihuahua. The woman tells us they just rescued the terrier last week. She was going to get him a tag with her phone number on Friday but decided against it. They left him in the backyard adjacent to the park and went out. Upon their return, Houdini had vanished. The woman talks and talks. She sounds like she had a real scare. It’s only been a week, but the entire family is already very attached to the friendly Houdini.

As I check on the fire and the food, our friend calls out, “Does that barbecue turn?” Those things swivel? Sure enough, they do. We should have done that earlier when the wind was blowing.

Finally our food is ready, the woman, the three children and the dog leave and we eat, we talk, we have fun. The rest of the afternoon and early evening are fun and comfortingly uneventful, but when we pack up for home we all remark that the best parts of the day were our adventures in barbecuing.

You would think this is fiction, but no, no, you can’t make up stuff this good, as they say. Nope, this ladies and gentlemen, is my life!

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