Mr. Magoo

I'd like you to meet one of the special little furry fellows rescued on Feb 27th by the CSPCA here in Montréal. They have given him the name Mr. Magoo... a most bittersweet name for a most adorable little creature that will pull at your heart like no other.

Take a closer look please... Mr. Magoo is not asleep in my arms, nor is he blinking; he has no eyes.

It's unclear if he was born without them or if this was caused by neglect. He also has an open molera or "softspot' on the top of his head (a not completely uncommon health issue in Chihuahuas that are purebred and ... inbred), their skulls don't entirely fuse. But Mr. Magoo's is larger than normal, which means he needs to be handled with extra special care. He will be held for observation for a few weeks before they decide to advance him for adoption. They want to be certain that he does not suffer from seizures or other complications from this.

In the meantime, now at least he is receiving that specialized care.

Mr. Magoo is just one of over 60 dogs just rescued at the Montréal SPCA (on Feb 27th 2009)

Mr. Magoo along with his mill-mates need help. You CAN help him and many others... To find out how go here ...

It's easy and takes only a moment of your time. I posted the pick above of me and Mr Magoo on my Facebook page along with his story and the link (above), about an hour ago and 20 mins later I received an email telling me I had received an 'e-card' from Canadahelps.org. When I clicked on the link, this is what I received...

With this added note:

"A donation has been made at CanadaHelps.org in your honour and Mr Magoo."

I am not exaggerating when I tell you I got very choked up and my eyes got very misty.

One of my facebook friends was very moved by Mr. Magoo, and as he wrote to me later when I thanked him...

"I'm just beside myself. My grandmother had a Chihuahua that looked exactly like Mr Magoo, so seeing him really hit close to home. I have two dogs, Lola and Spot, crazy as they may be; I love them and can't imagine what my life would be without them."


And can you blame him? I know that's how we feel about our Santiago.

The soon to be happy ending here is that I know Mr. Magoo will go to a loving home, as will his mill-mates. What is NOT a happy ending is that stories like these are far from over...

One happy ending and counting...

I'm happy to announce that our friend Marty has become a Doggy-Daddy and has adopted the sweet lovable fur-ball... Wembley (The Chihuahua Westland Terrier mix) he met today while volunteering at the SPCA.

Dreams can come true; for these four-legged (and two-legged) creatures.

Here we go again.

Puppy Mill surrenders 60 dogs to the CSPCA
(pinched from N@)

Surrender sheds light on the ever-present problem of Puppy Mills in Quebec

(Feb. 27, 2009) — This afternoon, the Canadian Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals took in approximately 60 dogs from a puppy mill just outside of Montreal. The dogs were voluntarily surrendered by the owner of the mill to the CSPCA on Friday February 27th.

The dogs, all small breeds, arrived at the shelter filthy and scared. They are being cared for by CSPCA volunteers at the emergency shelter in Montreal, where they are being given veterinary treatment, grooming and socialization before they are placed up for adoption.

“We are pleased that the owner of this puppy mill facility took it upon herself to surrender some of her animals to the CSPCA and we certainly encourage others to do the same. We were fortunate that the dogs were surrendered to us because, while the conditions of the dogs at this facility were certainly unacceptable, the owner of the facility was acting in conformity of the Criminal code* and therefore we were powerless to take any legal action in order to seize the dogs,” said Alanna Devine, Acting Executive Director for the CSPCA. “This case once again demonstrates the problem with our current legislation and enforcement; The Criminal Code does not adequately protect animals against neglect and the current Provincial animal welfare structure is doing little to stop puppy mills from operating in this Province”.

On February 12th, The Minister of Agriculture, Me Laurent Lessard announced the creation of a working group to bolster existing measures concerning pet cruelty. The working group will be headed by Geoffrey Kelley, MNA for Jacques-Cartier and will focus, among other things, on the issue of registration of puppy mills.

“The fact that we are only able to rescue these dogs because the owner of the facility surrendered the animals is more proof that Quebec must take a stronger stance against puppy mills. The public of Quebec has expressed loud and clear that action must be taken so that puppy mills can no longer operate in this Province. We are hopeful that the working group organized by Minister Lessard will facilitate sorely needed meaningful changes in Quebec Provincial animal welfare legislation and eradicate puppy mills once and for all” said Devine.

For more information, contact Alanna Devine, Acting Executive Director at (514) 735-9172 or (514) 659-0499

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Me and Didier met our friend Martin (who was considering getting a pooch of his own) and N@ and one of her neighbours at the SPCA today to lend a hand with meeting the initial needs of the latest rescues.

They were still being looked over for the first time by vets, getting their hair shaved off (as the ONLY means of tackling the infestations of lice, mites, fleas and ticks) or simply because they were so matted their coats of hair were like a straight jacket) getting bathed, and otherwise just starting to feel what it is like to be held in the arms of a human being that wants nothing more from it than to hold it and love it...

This what the forth Mill Raid aftermath that I've helped with and witnessed and I can tell you this, it does NOT get any easier. Each and every raid has produced horrific stories and the proof is in the poor abused creatures you see. The same little creatures you are there to help. To hold, to feed, to clean, to love.

When we got there the first thing we got put on was KP. There were a hundred or so bowls to be washed and dried. D and I did that while N@ and her friend began bathing a pooch and Martin went to give some lovin to the others. Shortly after D and I bathed a beautiful Husky female. (DAMN! their fur is like a sponge! you cannot dry a husky with towels... no matter how many you have. It just ain't possible!)

Then we just did what we could, cleaning cages, holding and petting and walking and playing with dog after dog after dog.

Here are just a few of the pooches we helped today...
(Pardon all the devil red-eyes, it was more about the dogs we were there to see than the photography)


Martin and a big black and beautiful girl (who shortly after when under the clippers and while is now a short hair, is not also far more comfortable and no longer infested)...




Didier with one sweet sweet Chihuahua...




Martin with an adorable Chihuahua-Westland Terrier mix...




Yours truly and a luscious caramel coloured Chi...




Didier and Martin with the sweetest, most gentle Daschund (who had just recently given birth)...



N@ and her friend with another Daschund, belly rub time!...



Me and the most bittersweet Chihuahua you could ever meet (More on him in the next post)...



N@ and the teeniest wee little poodle ya ever did see...



Each and every one of these sweet sweet things breaks your heart and fills you with their love all at the same time.

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* Basically, if you feed an animal give it water and shelter then you are in compliance with the law...

There is nothing on the books that says if you keep 120 of em in your house and otherwise ignore them except to ensure they breed like rabbits then snatch those puppies away and sell then for profit, ignore any and all grooming and attend to health needs and concerns, then it's all good.

SICK!

¢a$h on£¥

Well guess who I got a call from (AGAIN) this morning?!
--- The lovely folks over at the fraud department over at TD-Canada Trust.

Now, guess who's debit card was fraudulently copied (AGAIN!)?!?
--- Me. (FUCK!)

Go back in time with me won't you to that time, oh so long ago... February 6th actually.

Seems even though I've been far more cautious where I've used my debit card since that first episode, I've still managed to have my card duplicated. Unfortunately this time the amount the effing thieves wanted WAS in my account, Fortunately however the bank was already on to them and my card was blocked less than an hour before their attempt.

I am so not a happy camper. (again)

I'm very happy that they saw the activity, but am pissed that
A) it happened again!
B) that they won't tell me where it occurred. (You know and I know that they know! They share info with other backs - they told me as much - and so they can put the locations I used my card and all the others that were frauded in a spread sheet, and see where the same locations were used and go from there.) I want to go there and seriously cause a stink and some serious damage to their store.
C) Now I feel I cannot use my card ANYWHERE.

Well here's that I'm going to do only use my card at three places. My Bank, the Grocery Store and the Pharmacy. THEN when I get the next call from the bank I'll at least be able to know it came from one of these three locations and god help them if it was the bank itself.

Until then,

I'm ¢a$h on£¥

cockamAMY

Amy Winebottle

40 non-fizzy days (and nights) *

It's not that I'm religious ('Cause I'm not... at least not in any traditional Judeao-christian form) but I quite regularly give up something at Lent... I used to do it to appease my Father, but now I do it to challenge myself.

This year I've sworn off the Soda Pop.

I'm a total carbonated drink freak. There is usually Ginger-Ale, Coke Zero and on occasion Fanta Red Tangerine, Fresca or Mountain Dew in the fridge. But as of last night I am Soda Pop free (with the exception of Tonic... Me and Jesus are good with that)

I am already looking forward to April 11th more than you can possibly imagine.

Anyone else stupid like me and give up something?

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* It's actually 46 days... those damn Christians don't seem to count Sundays...

Happy Hump Day

"Dry Humping"

Mardi Gras

Mondays...

Joy is...

...receiving a call from the SPCA telling you that 'Cruella deVille' has released ownership of the dogs rescued from her Puppy Mill, and being told that we are now free to adopt Santiago de Montréal as our own.

Happiness is...

...a warm puppy.

The Icy Capades

Step, Kick, Twirl,

Jazz Hands,


Slip, Fall...

..Sue.

cockamAMY

WELCOME TO AMY'S DINEHOUSE

"Hey Waitress Amy... Pick up for table 7. "

(...I don't think she really gives a flying fuck...)

Separated at Birth...

This one's for N@...

"Damn Commie Virgin Bastards!"

Happy Hump Day

MERDE!

The Mister is currently taking his Canadian Citizenship Exam...

And the Beat Goes On...

Record Producer, Singer, Actor, Fashion Icon and Politician Sonny Bono would have been 74 today.

Happy President's Gay

I mean Day.
Happy President's Day.

Happiness is...

...cold noses on the O-ring.

Our pride and joy Santiago had his first Puppy Play Date today and even had his first boy-girl kiss... He also had a little man on man doggie action too...

I think he might be bisexual... Oh well there are worse thing... He could he a Satan worshipper...

Beware. The hIDES of... February

He:

Boy George
(Want this hat!)


She:

Amy Winehouse
(looking relatively sober and well put together... obviously a clone)

It:

J'aucune idée!

th-th-th-that's all folks...

Make Love Your War

If we have to fight for something in this day and age,
I think LOVE is a valient cause.

Stop. In the name of love...

Saving the best for last...

To my one and only...
My friend,
My Lover,
The Father of my little furry bundle of doggie joy;

To Didier...







Happy Valentines Day.

I Love you.
Je t'aime.
Te amo.

Puppy Love

For Santiago...

Te amo

Feel the Love

To all the other visitors, those I've missed or overlooked and to the countless many lurking in the ether...

Happy Valentine's Day!

Feel the Love

For Apteryx...



For thombeau...



For Stephen...



For TickleBear...



For Bodhi...



For Larry...



For Reavis...



For Matthew...



For LibHom...

Feel the Love

For Mitzi...



For Shirley...



For Muscato...



For J*O*E...



For Gallus...



For Ayem8y...



For Scooter...



For Leonard...



For Ray...

Feel the Love

For Pizzlewigg...



For Jerome...



For Keltie (and her bun)...



For Jason and Franko...



For Milke...



For XUP...



For Trixie...

Feel the Love

Some people think that Valentine's Day is a cheap, over-rated commercial holiday... to them I say... BITTER BITTER BITTER... Today is a day of love and I'm gonna share the love with all of my bloglodyte friends. I love you all in way that is at the same time pure and innocent, tainted and wanton, enjoyable, unhealthy and otherwise fantastically enjoyable...

For N@...

For Ma Horton...



For Corn...



For John...



For Maria...



For Bob...

cockamAMY

TGIF

Calling all Drag Queens

If you’re a Drag Queen, or know a Drag Queen, especially one that does a convincing Katherine Hepburn, I implore you to do a cover of Lady Gaga – Pokerface as the goddess of the silver screen.



I’m not a fan of the GooGoo but the song is being played so often on the radio that I need something to get me through it. Thus far that salvation has been for some reason imagining the great Kate singing the song (I don’t know why?! I just do). But now imagining is not enough. Like a junkie I need a bigger hit.

But before you judge me, think about it… it WILL be an improvement; and aside from Miss Hepburn singing about her bluffin’ muffin, her stage name is just screaming out ...



The Lady Kaka.

COME ON PEOPLE, that is brilliant!

So if you or someone you know does a convincing Katherine Hepburn imitation, please for the love of god do this… the world will owe you a debt of gratitude.

Happy Hump Day

A rose by any other name...

The name game...

1. YOUR REAL NAME:
Shawn Michael Ellis

2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of name plus izzle.)
Shaizzle

3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color and fav animal)
Green Leopard

4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, and current street)
Michael Panet

5. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (nickname of your paternal grandma/grandpa, and your favorite candy).
Bub Reese

6. TERRORIST NAME: (middle name spelled backwards, your mom's name spelled backwards)
Leahcim Airolg
(sounds like I'm under cover in the Mossad)

7. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother and fathers middle names)
Scott Malcolm

8. NASCAR NAME: (first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)
Cyril Roy
Look Ma! I'm a redneck!

9. STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)
Ellsh

10. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)
the Blank Manhattan

11. FLY NAME: (first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)
Shis

12. STREET NAME: (fav ice cream flavor, fav cookie)
Rocky Road Peanut Butter
(I just cannot see this working for anyone...)

13. DRAG NAME: (1st pet's name, street you grew up on)
Rusty Melrose

14. YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one of your pets)
Black Santiago
(Yo quero taco Death?)

15. STRIPPER NAME: (name of your fav perfume/cologne, fav candy)
Mataeus MaltBalls

16. PORNO NAME: (Godparent's middle name and fav candy)
Jerome Wunderbar

17. NUN NAME: (Sr. Mary + patron saint + (of the) Catholic item + location in a house)
Sister Mary Philemon of the Holy Water Closet

DWtS Season 8 "Celebs" announced

I'm not entirely sure what ABC was thinking, but we are so far down the alphabet right now we might have gone past 'Z" and are going back round again. My guess is we've hit F-list at least. and by 'F' I mean FAH-REEK!

Alls I can say is that just this list alone is a train wreck, I can only imagine what the season will hold in store... but I'm going to predict at least one psycho-bitch meltdown (possibly with jail time), someone will will end up in an AA meeting, someone will need Pennicillin, and the floorboards just might collapse... let's hope there's concrete reinforcement under that floor...

Heads up Shirl, this very well may be the year you watch...

OK enough yammering on, you want to know who the hell is gonna be on. So, here's the list along with what they are know for -double quotes are mine- along with a few observations...


Shawn Johnson, US Olympian


Yea, I'm sick of her already.


Chuck Wicks, Country singer.


Never heard of him, but he's easy on the eyes so lets hope he can do more than the two step and the achy breaky dance.


Lawrence Taylor, former New York Giants linebacker.


Requisite Black Football player.


Gilles Marini, Actor, 'Sex and the City'


No clue who he is, (I've never watched an episode of 'Sex and the City' before, but I sure as hell have a reason now) As far as I'm concerned, we have ourselves a wiener, er, I mean winner.


David Alan Grier, Comedian.


Supposed funny man... ?


Jewel, "Singer" and husband Ty Murray, World champion bull rider.


Only heard of one of em and wish it was the other way round.


Nancy O'Dell, television host and entertainment "journalist"


Hmmmmm Gossip mongering is now journalism, I guess that means all of us are Blogger Journalists now... And you just KNOW she's gonna have all the moves of a pole dancer (minus the dancer) and might I just say... nice spray on tan...


Steve Wozniak, Apple co-founder


OK this is just the warm up pic to reality. But I think you'll agree it was flattering.




Yea... But hey, for a dip into that bank account, I'd tap that. ...for a VERY BIG DIP into that bank account. ... were talking at least seven 0's


Belinda Carlisle, Singer, former Go-Go and Nutri-System spokesperson


Let's hope she's still got the beat. (And Props for the fabu scarf.)


Denise Richards, "Actress"


'Actress' more like bat-shit crazy psycho demon bitch from hell... Although I'll admit to one shining moment in her acting career... in 'Drop Dead Gorgeous', when she combusts in the Swan Float.


Stephen Glover a.k.a. Steve-O, "reality star", 'Jackass'


Jackass...? no shit! Lets just hope he's paired up with either Edyta or Karina.


Lil' Kim, rapper.


Ghet-to ho. SuperSkank. One-time Bitch of the Notorious B.I.G. Jail-Bird. PetriDish.

On the plus side she's bringing her own wardrobe...





(sometimes not even Leopard Print can save you)



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In the end however you know, once the show starts (Monday March 9th, one day after my Birthday... HINT HINT) that all I will be blogging about is ...


As if that's a bad thing?!

A nICE day to be outside

Taking advantage of the balmy temperatures today (-2'C) we took a walk through the village, had a quick bite to eat at Resto du Village and then headed down to the le Vieux Port / Vieux Montréal.

It's always a nice walk, regardless of the time of year, but sometimes the starkness of winter just seems to add to the view. As was the case when we neared the Horloge with a view behind of the Geodesic Dome on Parc Ile Ste-Hélène (The American Pavillion during Expo 67)

Then we made our way over to Parc du Bassin Bonsecoeurs. Where in the summer they rent paddle boats and in the winter they have a skating rink with a winter bar. Here we see freshly Zambonied Ice...

Another view of the rink, with the Pavillion du Bassin...


And then we watched as the born again virgin ice was sacrificed by the masses...

Then for as mild as it looked on paper, there was a wind chill (-11) and down by the river it seemed colder, so we headed on in to the Winter Bar and had Hot Chocolate with Domaine Pinnacle Crème de Pommes. YUM!

Once we were sufficiently warmed, we hades back outside, walked around the rink (that's the Winter bar in the background)...

A nice view of the Rink, Pavillion, the Horloge and le Pont Jacques-Cartier.

And just before we headed back into Vieux Montréal a last glance at my two favourite buildings in the area... Le Marché Bonsecours and la Chapelle Notre-Dame-de-Bon-Secours (Marguerite Bourgeoys)

Then, before arriving at home to heat up with some spiced Chai tea, we stopped off at the nearby Boulangerie Autour du Pain and picked up a Cranberry and Chocolate Danish and an Almond Chocolatine. YUM!

Hope you has as wonderful a day as we...

Oye Vey!

So we watched a little TV today... and being that we're of the bent nature we watched us some Musicals... Oddly enough on M-Pix they aired Fiddler on the Roof and Yentl back to back. and seeing as Mr had never seen, let alone heard of Fiddler (I KNOW! I was surprised considering HE is supposed to be the Broadway Musical Fag of the two of us)

Well I thought to myself if Fiddler and Yentl went to int in the ring to the death who would survive?

Vs.

I considered this for awhile, and while Yentl looses a shitload of points because of the Beak, in then end Yentl wins... and why might you ask? Because we get to see a young hirsute Mandy Patinkin NEKED!

What a mensch!

It's Official

My new boss is a tool.

Un-natural Selection

What the HELL is going on in the world right now?!?!

Nature dictates that once you reach Menopause. Your birthin' days are over. What is with all these women over the age of 50, over 60, that are getting artificially inseminated, having IVF (in vitro fertilization) ?!?!?!

Not only is it NOT Natural, the women are putting themselves and their unborn children at risk. Not to mention the higher than possible risk that even if the birth is fine that those children may soon be motherless. Is that fair?

Is there actually a LAW that allows 50 year old POST MENOPAUSAL women the right to give birth to children they may not be able to raise either because they are too frail or because, frankly, they're DEAD! Personally I think there ought to be a LAW that says you CANNOT receive IVF if over the age of 50.

And before any women libbers think I'm getting all up inside their uteri Back the eff off! This is NOT about a woman's right to choose, this is NOT the government taking control of your reproductive rights... THIS is NATURE. If you are able to get pregnant at 50, 55, 60+ well good for you. My guess is MOST women wouldn't want to go there. Fact is the VAST majority cannot conceive at that age... it's called MENOPAUSE and it's a simple basic fact of life. Accept it, move on, get a cat already. Or do like the woman and Russia and get 130 cats. Just do not subject an child to your failed dreams of being a mother at having a house bound convalescing mother that dies when the kid is 3.

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Recent cases of women more concerned with fulfilling their emotional need to give birth, rather than to considering the lives of those children without their Mother include, most recently:

Yesterday, a 60 year old East Indian woman in Calgary Alberta, that claims she's tried for the last 40 years to get pregnant but couldn't (think that might be a sign from Ganesha?!?!) gave birth to twins. She was refused IVF treatment here in Canada because we actually WILL refuse the treatment for women over 50... so she went to India for the treatment, which is where, quite frankly she should have stayed to give birth and raise them. And she's so delusional that even though she flew half way around the globe to PAY some quack to impregnate her and it took a team of Specialists to deliver her pre-mature twins she claims that her pregnancy and their birth was somehow the direct result of Divine intervention. Bat-Shit crazy I say! What IS she smoking?!

December 2008, an Indian woman gave birth to her "first" child. The reports on this one indicate she wants to have more!

August 2008, a 61-year-old Japanese woman gave birth to her own grandchild, using an egg donated by her daughter. Now Ok, I can understand the need for a surrogate womb for those not able to carry a pregnanct to term,, who are YOUNG enough to raise the child (children) but was selecting the 61 year old Grandmother the right choice. Not only would this have been a great stress on the older woman's body, but EWWIE! Creepy. I mean I LOVE my Grandmothers but I cannot imagine the creep factor if I were to realize they gave birth to me...

July 2008, a 77 year old Indian woman gave birth to twins.

Feb 2006 a 62 year old GREAT GRANDMOTHER gives birth to her TWELFTH child. REALLY. Did she really need to give birth to one more child that will YOUNGER than her Great Nieces and Nephews?!?!

Jan 2005 a 66 year old Romanian woman gives birth to a girl. And yet another whack job calling her INF pregnancy "God's will" Even the Romanian Orthodox Church condemned Iliescu's decision as "selfish."

Romanian Mother of the Year with her now 3 year old Daughter.

Feb 2004, a 65 year old woman who went through menopause 20 years PRIOR gives birth to first child.

...and this is just the tip of the severely fucked-up Elderly Prima Gravidas Iceberg...

OH SHUT THE FUCK UP!

So now that mother of FOURTEEN, you know the one... she just gave birth to EIGHT more on Monday Jan 26th.

Her story: she loves children and just wanted a large family.

Well This Kitty ain't biting. This is mental illness and greed. Pure and Simple.

It seems she loves her children so much (the initial six living in a 3-bedroom house with her parents and the latest eight ALL still in hospital - and will remain for at least another month) that she has left them all behind back in California to fly (my guess is first class) to New York) to do an interview with NBC News.

Yea, that's love... love of money. And I don't beleive for a flipping minute that she wasn't paid for this interview, sheince she's already said she's be 'willing' to appear on Oprah... for $2,000,000.00 BITCH PLEASE! I'll go on Oprah for 100 G and she can kick me in the nuts for all I care, but at least I'm not abandoning my 14 children, which is all I really wnated.

At the VERY LEAST if NBC and she thought this interview was SO important that it needed immediately to be completed, why not have the interview in California? Was it necessary to fly her to New York?!

There is nothing beautiful or miraculous in an ARTIFICALLY created pregnancy that would NOT have happened in nature. And there’s nothing Beautiful about the lives these 14 poor children are going to be subjected to. Their only chance of any acceptable level of comfort and care will be by whoring their story for as long and as often as the Media and Companies wanting ‘free’ publicity will donate time, money, products and air-time to their story.

It's gonna be a Hard Knock Life for sure...

Even Annie would be disgusted!

FRAUD

Last night on my way home I went to with drawl some green from the ATM. Alas at the 3 different ATM I tried, all attempts were declined. WTF? I'm not Rockefeller but I know I've got at least a couple hundred in that account.

I get home, log into the Web, check my account and lo, I've got the funds. Just then my Man says "There a message on the phone from your bank". I don't like the sounds of that. Then I listen to the message from their Fraud Dept.

I call the bank and lo and behold, my ATM card was cloned and they motherfuckers tried to take out $500.00 (the standard daily limit on your average ATM card) Well the joke's on them cause I ain't got $500 in the account. The bank called because they saw multiple attempts on many cards for the same amount at the same ATM machine. So they cancelled my card.

While it's nice to see that at least some of the fees I'm paying for are worth it.

Of course now I'm left with having to spend my lunch break to go pick up a new card at the bank. AND...I don't know where or when the cloning took place (I went back over the last 3 months transactions and all are kosher from my POV as they are places I regularily do business) which is a REAL pisser because I prefer to use my bank card to pay for things If I carry money I'll spend it; well now I'm not going to trust ANY debit swipe machine be it in a store or in a mall or even at a Bank because they cannot even remove that from the equation. Now ALL are potentially guilty of aiding this fraud...

I'm not happy at this feeling of mistrust of something so basic. I'm already so pissy about so much, I don't know if I've got the time or the piss to add this to the list.

Warning.

It's gonna be one of those days...
one in which everything it seems is gonna piss me off!

cockamAMY

a root,
a toot,
a toodli-a-da to toot toot toot.

De-fucking-licious

Sorry Ma, but it's the only word that can accurately describe just HOW AMAZING these chips are.

You must, ABSOLUTELY MUST try these.

YUM. YUM. YUM>.

For Shirl

Ring around the Teddy

Happy Hump Day

QUACK!

the REAL Underdog!

I've just found a role model for my little Santiago de Montréal This is traffic camera footage of a dog rescue on a busy highway somewhere in Chile.

Be humbled.

Well THAT explains it...

And here I thought I was just in a pissy mood for the past 5 years...


...seems Misster-Kitty is going through MEN-0-pause.

Read on here>>> Beer belly is a sign of male menopause

Is it just me?

So, on the news this past weekend there was a piece out of the States where a baby was born with SIX fingers on each hand, SIX toes on each foot and they also happened to casually mention that he weighed SIX pounds...


I can't help but feel this was a none to subtle announcement that Satan's Minions should ready themselves to take arms to overthrow the Earth, cleverly disguised as an interesting by light human interest item on an otherwise uneventful Sunday...

Well you don't have to smack me upside the head with a goats head... I can read between the lines...

I'M GOING TO NEED AN OLD PRIEST AND A YOUNG PRIEST...

Happy Groundhog Day

Teenage Punk Groundhogs say...



"Fuck Spring.
Fuck the Establishment.
Winter is as cold and dark and bleak as our lives."


Misster-Kitty says...

"Fuckin'-A! "

Misster-Kitty - The Interview.

So a wee while back Shirley had a post on his blog that was an interview from another Blogger... I kept meaning to request he interview me, you know, for shits n giggles, but totally forgot. Then a couple days ago I was doing some back reading of my fav blogs and *poof* there was his post again. SO I replied Interview me, and have received my questions (I hope this doesn't turn all Barbara Walters, I don't like to have people see me cry)...

The Interview Meme.

You have to link back to the original post and also to your interviewers post and include the following:

Want to be part of it? Follow these instructions:
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Misster Kitty lurves the leopard print. Got it. So why a dog?

Well I've always been more a dog person than a cat person. I've had em both and while I'd still like to have a kitty - two actually - I simply cannot afford these little furry fellahs just yet. But know that once I DO adopt two little Leopard Print Kitties (to be names Siegfried and Roy - naturally) you'll be the first to know ...

And well, have you seen the my boy? He's the freaking apple head of my eye! He likes the two things in life I love most (after Leopard Print) and that's food and sleep.

You know people always say "cats are so much easier" they just use a littler box, you don't have to walk 'em in the rain and all winter long... while this is true it's not mutually exclusive to cats... Santiago is being litter trained -and is about 90% there... (not bad when you consider he was a Puppy Mill rescue that is 1.5 years old already) He's 1.3 kilos and enjoys sleep as much as I do, there's no fur balls and far less attitude.. Still wondering?

And besides... I've secretly been modeling my life after Paris Hilton, so naturally I had to get at least one Chihuahua...


What is the most interesting thing you own in leopard print?

This one is easy. It was actually a gift from an acquaintance in Chicago. It's a Leopard print cock ring. And NO, beg all you want, I will not be modelling it on here (those pics are gonna COST!)

He was in a leathershop in Chicago and saw it on display. Without asking the price he said "Wrap it up, I know just the person who needs to have this." He Fed-Exed it to me the next day. Needless to say I was impressed when I opened the envelope. I offered to pay but he said it wasn't necessary. Besides, he said, how often can one be in a store, see a leopard print cock ring and squeal with joy, knowing that he knows just the right person to not only appreciate such an item as a gift, but that will also use it (and I have and it's my favourite)

What would be one thing about you that would surprise people that you haven't already blogged about?

Heck I'll give you a two-fer...

I don't believe in "God" or organized relegion, but when I am in a church I am humbled and awed at the all encompassing, all knowing, omnipotent feelings I receive. I think in part, it's all the energy people GIVE to their religion that remain stored in these building - like faith banks, and too, I think that there ARE higher powers that do watch-over people; not one but many.

That and, I enjoy Counted Cross-Stitch.


The time has come to pack up and leave Montréal. Sadly, the eastern provinces snapped off the country in a freak earthquake. Now where are you gonna go?

Well I'm not terribly well traveled, and since you've wiped off my home land and desired location of retirement I'll have to say it's 50/50 France (Paris more specifically) or Ireland (I've not been there yet, but I know will some day. I put it off because part of me is not sure I'd want to return home once I go there)

Fill in the blank: Misster-Kitty is most satisfied after __what__

Misster-Kitty is most satisfied after shoveling the snow after a really huge snowstorm.

Look, ok, I know I need serious therapy, but in actuality shovelling snow IS therapy for me. I Love snow. I love the stark bleakness of it. I love that fact that for a few fleeting hours everything appears pure and clean and silent. And, shovelling snow feeds the OCD in me. I love a nice wet dense snow that you can cut into with a shovel and make clean, neat lines. I love how tidy the [driveway / sidewalk / balcony] looks immediately after I am done. I feel I've accomplished something that most people on earth will never do; and I feel enlightened that I've completed something that for those who also have to shovel but dislike it, I've transcended their level of existence.

...and then I like to go inside, curl up under a blanket (preferably my new Leopard Print one) and just watch a few lazy snowflakes start to fall again, reminding me that for as great a job as I've done, it's completely temporary and soon I'll have to do it all again.

...well what do you know? I made it through without crying!

Boule de Neige

As far as mascots goes, THIS is the one for me above all others. Boule de Neige is the cutest most animated and charismatic fun pile of Fun Fur out there.

...and if I don't get my pic taken with him I am not a happy camper... fortunately this year... Kitty is a Happy Camper.

As we were walking around the Festival site we ran into Boule with 'female' friend (I really haven't a clue WHAT she was...)

Didier gets a Bear Hug...



...then smiles for the camera...



Random shots with strangers kids...




Later on in the afternoon near the games field we ran into Boule again, this time with his, um? Bear? Raccoon? Beaver? Squirrel? Groundhog? female friend...




One last shot with my friend...



I swear I want to BE Boule some year... I gotta look into this...

Salut Boule! See you next year!

Fête des Neiges 2009

While the Fête des Neiges de Montréal may not be the biggest winter festival in Canada, (I think that honour rests squarely on the shoulders of Carnaval de Québec) it's still a good time...

We made our annual pilgrimage to Ile Ste-Hélène to spend the day in the snow and ice and (thankfully) the sun, along with a couple thousand other Montréalais...

It's unfortunate but a long standing part of the festival that we loved was not there this year: the Ice Sculptures. So we made a bee-line for the Snow Sculptures, of which there were a few...

Inuit Snowy Owl

Snow Salamander
(?)



Penguins



Yours truly and a Teddy bear



The Phoque and the Frenchman
(coming soon to a theatre near you)



Buddha was there too
(doing us all a favour eating kids...)

After viewing the Sculptures we took a break, went inside the snack tent and had some delicious sausage... Merguez and a Deer Ocktoberfest. YUM YUM YUM! We actually picked up some Deer and Boar sausage to take home.

After warming up we ventured around the site a little more....

A poor Snowman lost his head, so I offered him mine...

Then it was time for some Queues de Castor (Beaver Tails) and if you don't know what a Beaver tail is (and NO Mitz it's not a double euphemism!) you can find out here...

After that quick energy fix we were walking around again. We did a short Foot Sled race (where I kicked ass) and then the Mr decided he wanted to try his hand at our National Past-time. And as soon as he gets his Canadian Citizenship, the Mr. will be applying for a position with the Habs...

Throughout the day we ran into Boule de Neige and two of his she-beasts, but I'll post those pics separately.

After 2 1/2 hours walking around in the sun and snow it was time to go home, and lest you think it was not 'that cold' out... this is a close up of my beard after we entered the Metro station... that would be ice from my breath...

Super Bowl

Why yes, yes it is.

Snow White Rabbits

WHITE RABBITS!
WHITE RABBITS!
WHITE RABBITS!