deal with it bitches

the very same day that i write out my schedule—and altering it...
i alter it again.

i just can't deal with milo being a little rat about aesop. so i throw them in together and tell them to cut the bullshit. the vodka tonics probably helped... currently they are somewhere in the house, having a stare-down, as they have all night.

aesop tried his best. just brightly curious, no malice.
i'm going to end up in a house where the little cat is the dominant one. like those looney tunes cartoons with the tiny dog telling the big dumb dog what to do all the time.

man. i didn't even make it through or till thursday!
but all in all, i gauged milo well i think. they continue to get closer and closer. the growling is less and less. currently, there is none.

in other news, i might hold onto the banty's for awhile. a fellow poultry enthusiast things the banty roosters won't make much noise and if that is the case then i think i am willing to keep them. i had a couple interested parties... but, but if they won't make noise then i don't need to get rid of vernon. and if i don't need to get rid of vernon, then i certainly don't need to get rid of tselma.

io (formerly merope) is trying to challenge me. unfortunately, i am at the top of the pecking order. (just like i'm the alpha cat too! and dog, if there were any here. i rule the roost bitches!)

time for sleep.