Poor Sammy!!! Long

CatNipped wrote:

I was wrong, I maligned my adult cats with false accusations. [They really
are being good under the circumstances - no fighting, no litter box
problems - and they're used to having the run of a *very* large hose, but
now they're cooped up in one room with strange puppy d*gs invading their
territory.]

When I went back into my bedroom just now I noticed the glass candle holder
on my bedside table was broken. Now I what I think happened is Sammy
probably sniffed at one of the shards of glass and cut her nose that way.
How the candle holder got broken (mumble, mumble, Sammy, mumble) is another
story.

Aww, purrs for poor Sammy's nose. Also patience purrs being sent to you,
CatNipped, for the remainder of your MIL's stay.

--
Marina, Frank and Nikki
marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi
Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/
and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki

CatNipped wrote:

I was wrong, I maligned my adult cats with false accusations. [They really
are being good under the circumstances - no fighting, no litter box
problems - and they're used to having the run of a *very* large hose, but
now they're cooped up in one room with strange puppy d*gs invading their
territory.]

When I went back into my bedroom just now I noticed the glass candle holder
on my bedside table was broken. Now I what I think happened is Sammy
probably sniffed at one of the shards of glass and cut her nose that way.
How the candle holder got broken (mumble, mumble, Sammy, mumble) is another
story.

Aww, purrs for poor Sammy's nose. Also patience purrs being sent to you,
CatNipped, for the remainder of your MIL's stay.

--
Marina, Frank and Nikki
marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi
Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/
and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki

SNIP
Yes, the dogs pee in her house. Again, much as I love her, I have to be
honest and tell you - she is a huge slob and her house if pretty filthy.
She just had heart problems, had to get stints(?) in her arteries, and she
is very overweight. She won't exercise, and certainly won't put forth the
energy to clean house (or train her dogs). When she sees me running
around
cleaning she just gets this puzzled look as if to say, "Why are you doing
that?"

God(dess) give me patience!!

Hugs,

CatNipped

All I can say is, You are a SAINT!! I can handle personal idiosyncracies
and irritating habits for short periods of time, possibly. But three
Un-housebroken dogs in MY home is way over the limit. No matter how much I
loved a person, I would NOT tolerate dog pee and poop inside my home, no
matter what standards applied in the guest's home. As my mother can tell
you, I'm not exactly a spit and polish housekeeper myself. I've made my
peace with my inner slob. But untidiness and the filth and smell of dog poo
lying around are not the same thing. Don't get me wrong, I am very fond
of dogs, and I grew up with a wonderful dog whom I love until this day
although he crossed the Rainbow Bridge over 20 years ago. But he was
HOUSEBROKEN!!!! The only time he had an "accident" in the house was near the
end of his life when he was losing control of all his body functions. It
was obvious he was terribly embarrassed about the incident, as well, poor
old dear.

I know you were giving shelter to your families in a time of great need, and
it was very generous of you. And you've demonstrated superhuman patience. I
think though that perhaps its time to give your MIL the bottle of Nature's
miracle and some paper towels the next time one of the dogs has an accident.
It is HER responsibility to clean that up since she won't take the trouble
to train her dogs. Show her where the mess is, and stand there watching her
with an expectant look on your face as if to say "Yes, I really DO expect
you to clean that up--now." She can't really accuse you of being
inhospitable, at this point. And however much your husband loves his
mother, he must appreciate living in sanitary conditions with you now that
he's used to it. If MIL feels insulted, she can pack up the doggies and her
poor declawed (ACK! poor thing!) cat and go back to N.O. Then Sammy and the
cats can get out of Purrdah. A great relief to everyone, I'm sure.

Why are we here if not to let people let off badly needed steam? =o)

Melissa

SNIP
Yes, the dogs pee in her house. Again, much as I love her, I have to be
honest and tell you - she is a huge slob and her house if pretty filthy.
She just had heart problems, had to get stints(?) in her arteries, and she
is very overweight. She won't exercise, and certainly won't put forth the
energy to clean house (or train her dogs). When she sees me running
around
cleaning she just gets this puzzled look as if to say, "Why are you doing
that?"

God(dess) give me patience!!

Hugs,

CatNipped

All I can say is, You are a SAINT!! I can handle personal idiosyncracies
and irritating habits for short periods of time, possibly. But three
Un-housebroken dogs in MY home is way over the limit. No matter how much I
loved a person, I would NOT tolerate dog pee and poop inside my home, no
matter what standards applied in the guest's home. As my mother can tell
you, I'm not exactly a spit and polish housekeeper myself. I've made my
peace with my inner slob. But untidiness and the filth and smell of dog poo
lying around are not the same thing. Don't get me wrong, I am very fond
of dogs, and I grew up with a wonderful dog whom I love until this day
although he crossed the Rainbow Bridge over 20 years ago. But he was
HOUSEBROKEN!!!! The only time he had an "accident" in the house was near the
end of his life when he was losing control of all his body functions. It
was obvious he was terribly embarrassed about the incident, as well, poor
old dear.

I know you were giving shelter to your families in a time of great need, and
it was very generous of you. And you've demonstrated superhuman patience. I
think though that perhaps its time to give your MIL the bottle of Nature's
miracle and some paper towels the next time one of the dogs has an accident.
It is HER responsibility to clean that up since she won't take the trouble
to train her dogs. Show her where the mess is, and stand there watching her
with an expectant look on your face as if to say "Yes, I really DO expect
you to clean that up--now." She can't really accuse you of being
inhospitable, at this point. And however much your husband loves his
mother, he must appreciate living in sanitary conditions with you now that
he's used to it. If MIL feels insulted, she can pack up the doggies and her
poor declawed (ACK! poor thing!) cat and go back to N.O. Then Sammy and the
cats can get out of Purrdah. A great relief to everyone, I'm sure.

Why are we here if not to let people let off badly needed steam? =o)

Melissa

SNIP
Yes, the dogs pee in her house. Again, much as I love her, I have to be
honest and tell you - she is a huge slob and her house if pretty filthy.
She just had heart problems, had to get stints(?) in her arteries, and she
is very overweight. She won't exercise, and certainly won't put forth the
energy to clean house (or train her dogs). When she sees me running
around
cleaning she just gets this puzzled look as if to say, "Why are you doing
that?"

God(dess) give me patience!!

Hugs,

CatNipped

All I can say is, You are a SAINT!! I can handle personal idiosyncracies
and irritating habits for short periods of time, possibly. But three
Un-housebroken dogs in MY home is way over the limit. No matter how much I
loved a person, I would NOT tolerate dog pee and poop inside my home, no
matter what standards applied in the guest's home. As my mother can tell
you, I'm not exactly a spit and polish housekeeper myself. I've made my
peace with my inner slob. But untidiness and the filth and smell of dog poo
lying around are not the same thing. Don't get me wrong, I am very fond
of dogs, and I grew up with a wonderful dog whom I love until this day
although he crossed the Rainbow Bridge over 20 years ago. But he was
HOUSEBROKEN!!!! The only time he had an "accident" in the house was near the
end of his life when he was losing control of all his body functions. It
was obvious he was terribly embarrassed about the incident, as well, poor
old dear.

I know you were giving shelter to your families in a time of great need, and
it was very generous of you. And you've demonstrated superhuman patience. I
think though that perhaps its time to give your MIL the bottle of Nature's
miracle and some paper towels the next time one of the dogs has an accident.
It is HER responsibility to clean that up since she won't take the trouble
to train her dogs. Show her where the mess is, and stand there watching her
with an expectant look on your face as if to say "Yes, I really DO expect
you to clean that up--now." She can't really accuse you of being
inhospitable, at this point. And however much your husband loves his
mother, he must appreciate living in sanitary conditions with you now that
he's used to it. If MIL feels insulted, she can pack up the doggies and her
poor declawed (ACK! poor thing!) cat and go back to N.O. Then Sammy and the
cats can get out of Purrdah. A great relief to everyone, I'm sure.

Why are we here if not to let people let off badly needed steam? =o)

Melissa

CatNipped wrote:
The dogs, however, are not trained, have the run of the house (my MIL
wouldn't dream of locking up her babies), bark constantly, pee all over the
place (my MIL won't even clean it up - I have to), and the largest one even

I hope you don't mind my asking, but why is your MIL making the rules in
your house? I certainly would not let anybody tell me what to do in my
house.

Thanks for giving me a place to gripe - I didn't want to hit my husband with
all this, it is his mother, after all.

That doesn't mean she can't be a pain in the behind. My golden rule for
relationships is always honesty, all the time. If something is
bothering, talk to your husband.

--
Victor Martinez
Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM)
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CatNipped wrote:
The dogs, however, are not trained, have the run of the house (my MIL
wouldn't dream of locking up her babies), bark constantly, pee all over the
place (my MIL won't even clean it up - I have to), and the largest one even

I hope you don't mind my asking, but why is your MIL making the rules in
your house? I certainly would not let anybody tell me what to do in my
house.

Thanks for giving me a place to gripe - I didn't want to hit my husband with
all this, it is his mother, after all.

That doesn't mean she can't be a pain in the behind. My golden rule for
relationships is always honesty, all the time. If something is
bothering, talk to your husband.

--
Victor Martinez
Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM)
Send your spam he
Email me he

CatNipped wrote:
The dogs, however, are not trained, have the run of the house (my MIL
wouldn't dream of locking up her babies), bark constantly, pee all over the
place (my MIL won't even clean it up - I have to), and the largest one even

I hope you don't mind my asking, but why is your MIL making the rules in
your house? I certainly would not let anybody tell me what to do in my
house.

Thanks for giving me a place to gripe - I didn't want to hit my husband with
all this, it is his mother, after all.

That doesn't mean she can't be a pain in the behind. My golden rule for
relationships is always honesty, all the time. If something is
bothering, talk to your husband.

--
Victor Martinez
Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM)
Send your spam he
Email me he

"Melissa Houle" wrote in message
...
All I can say is, You are a SAINT!! I can handle personal idiosyncracies
and irritating habits for short periods of time, possibly. But three
Un-housebroken dogs in MY home is way over the limit. No matter how much
I
loved a person, I would NOT tolerate dog pee and poop inside my home, no
matter what standards applied in the guest's home. As my mother can tell
you, I'm not exactly a spit and polish housekeeper myself. I've made my
peace with my inner slob. But untidiness and the filth and smell of dog
poo
lying around are not the same thing. Don't get me wrong, I am very fond

My sentiments exactly. I don't ever really "make" my bed, I just get up and
straighten the covers a bit (the fancy pillows in their fancy shams "live"
in my closet and only come out when company is coming. But I *DO* change
and wash the sheets twice a week (my definition of the difference between
"messy" and "dirty").

of dogs, and I grew up with a wonderful dog whom I love until this day
although he crossed the Rainbow Bridge over 20 years ago. But he was
HOUSEBROKEN!!!! The only time he had an "accident" in the house was near
the
end of his life when he was losing control of all his body functions. It
was obvious he was terribly embarrassed about the incident, as well, poor
old dear.

Awww, poor little guy - that's so sad when that happens to them and their
dignity is hurt.

I know you were giving shelter to your families in a time of great need,
and
it was very generous of you. And you've demonstrated superhuman patience.
I
think though that perhaps its time to give your MIL the bottle of Nature's
miracle and some paper towels the next time one of the dogs has an
accident.
It is HER responsibility to clean that up since she won't take the trouble
to train her dogs. Show her where the mess is, and stand there watching
her
with an expectant look on your face as if to say "Yes, I really DO expect
you to clean that up--now." She can't really accuse you of being

I would, but that might hurt her feelings and cause her to leave early and
*that* would hurt my DH's feelings. The problem is that, with all their
faults, both my MIL and DH are very, *VERY* tender-hearted, kind, and loving
souls. You all know how I feel about kittens, puppies, or any "helpless"
creature - I would rather chew off my right arm that hurt, or hurt the
feelings of an innocent. So, I'll just keep on cleaning and muttering to
myself until she leaves.

inhospitable, at this point. And however much your husband loves his
mother, he must appreciate living in sanitary conditions with you now that
he's used to it. If MIL feels insulted, she can pack up the doggies and
her
poor declawed (ACK! poor thing!) cat and go back to N.O. Then Sammy and
the
cats can get out of Purrdah. A great relief to everyone, I'm sure.

Why are we here if not to let people let off badly needed steam? =o)

Melissa

Thank you - that's really all I needed (that and a good night's sleep) to
help me regroup and get the strength to carry on another day.

Hugs,

CatNipped

"Melissa Houle" wrote in message
...
All I can say is, You are a SAINT!! I can handle personal idiosyncracies
and irritating habits for short periods of time, possibly. But three
Un-housebroken dogs in MY home is way over the limit. No matter how much
I
loved a person, I would NOT tolerate dog pee and poop inside my home, no
matter what standards applied in the guest's home. As my mother can tell
you, I'm not exactly a spit and polish housekeeper myself. I've made my
peace with my inner slob. But untidiness and the filth and smell of dog
poo
lying around are not the same thing. Don't get me wrong, I am very fond

My sentiments exactly. I don't ever really "make" my bed, I just get up and
straighten the covers a bit (the fancy pillows in their fancy shams "live"
in my closet and only come out when company is coming. But I *DO* change
and wash the sheets twice a week (my definition of the difference between
"messy" and "dirty").

of dogs, and I grew up with a wonderful dog whom I love until this day
although he crossed the Rainbow Bridge over 20 years ago. But he was
HOUSEBROKEN!!!! The only time he had an "accident" in the house was near
the
end of his life when he was losing control of all his body functions. It
was obvious he was terribly embarrassed about the incident, as well, poor
old dear.

Awww, poor little guy - that's so sad when that happens to them and their
dignity is hurt.

I know you were giving shelter to your families in a time of great need,
and
it was very generous of you. And you've demonstrated superhuman patience.
I
think though that perhaps its time to give your MIL the bottle of Nature's
miracle and some paper towels the next time one of the dogs has an
accident.
It is HER responsibility to clean that up since she won't take the trouble
to train her dogs. Show her where the mess is, and stand there watching
her
with an expectant look on your face as if to say "Yes, I really DO expect
you to clean that up--now." She can't really accuse you of being

I would, but that might hurt her feelings and cause her to leave early and
*that* would hurt my DH's feelings. The problem is that, with all their
faults, both my MIL and DH are very, *VERY* tender-hearted, kind, and loving
souls. You all know how I feel about kittens, puppies, or any "helpless"
creature - I would rather chew off my right arm that hurt, or hurt the
feelings of an innocent. So, I'll just keep on cleaning and muttering to
myself until she leaves.

inhospitable, at this point. And however much your husband loves his
mother, he must appreciate living in sanitary conditions with you now that
he's used to it. If MIL feels insulted, she can pack up the doggies and
her
poor declawed (ACK! poor thing!) cat and go back to N.O. Then Sammy and
the
cats can get out of Purrdah. A great relief to everyone, I'm sure.

Why are we here if not to let people let off badly needed steam? =o)

Melissa

Thank you - that's really all I needed (that and a good night's sleep) to
help me regroup and get the strength to carry on another day.

Hugs,

CatNipped