I bought a pair of pink converse. Quartz Pink to be exact. They make me giggle. I also put schwings on them. They are perfect.
The dogs are going to be killed at the rate they are going. You know the movie Grumpy Old Men? Yeah, that's them. They are growling over everything. Food. Sleeping arrangements. Where they walk. Everything. It's one thing when it happens during the day. It's another when the growling and barking happens at say, 3am. Those fuckers.
The mouse in the house count is up to 4 now. Yes, four. Part of it is an old house problem. Old house - lots of ways for them to get in. Layer on top of it that I'm surrounded by people who are fabulous composters which means mouse food. Then we have the chickens. Chicken food = mouse food. Oh yeah, and I can't forget my fucking cat. She brings them in the house because they are her toys. Then she loses her toy in the house. Yeah.
Check out this article about the building they had to defrost. The photos are amazing!! And watch the video of the defrost: