A re-purpose project, a cat, and a plea.

One of the women I clean for asked if I could please refashion the bumper pads from her daughter's crib into a bench seat cover.



Sure! No problem.



It wasn't, but I seriously underestimated the time involved.

It took a whole evening to rip out all the seams and yank the pink ties off.



Then I sewed everything back together (with a little help from my friend).

I was able to pull the batting apart thus spreading it into one big sheet. I did this to two of the pads and then laid one top of the other. This kept the pad nice and thick. I didn't want to butt the narrow pads together because I figured they would shift and separate over time.







Here is the striped side of the new cushion.









And the cutesy side.




















Aha! Guess who appeared out of nowhere and flung herself onto the finished product!





Those pink bows were a an absolute pain in the butt to make. I cut 1 inch strips from the pink ties that came with the pads, stitched the long edge and then spent an eternity turning them right side out. They were then tied into bows and sewn onto the pad.








I positively guarantee you that if I made a cushion for Chlorox she would totally ignore it.



But since this isn't for her...

I'm not sure how well you can see this but there are 8 yo-yos (sp?) sewn onto this side. Once again I ripped those pink ties apart and spent yet one more night making the stupid things.









You can see them a little bit better here.

This cat is such a huge part of my life, it's a little scary. I've had her for 13 years now so I think she's around 14 or so. And what's even worse is she's the closest thing to a female friend that I have!
I kid you not!




Now for my plea. Michael Vick has recently been nominated by the Philadelphia Eagles to receive an award for courage.
I personally don't think anyone, who willingly participated in torturing innocent animals (and so many of them are still being rehabilitated), is worthy of receiving any kind of award let alone one for courage. I could say tons more about this but I'll stop here.
I signed a petition protesting this award and you can too if you want. I found it here at One Pibble's Wish.
I would like to think our opinion really counts.

OMG!! My Granddog is on Pitter Patter!!!

I'm not kidding when I say I screamed like a girl when I saw this!!!

Please make sure to take a good look at the packaging around the football.

Now before you start foaming at the mouth and sending me nasty emails, please bear in mind that we bought this football years ago before Mr. Michael Vick let us see his ugly side.

As I was preparing to sell my house, I was emptying it of all my junk. This was purchased for one of my kids' graduation parties but for some reason it was never used, and
Vet Tech girl nearly choked when I whipped it out and showed it to her.
Duncan, who in this picture, was still stuffed in his too small coat that I made, probably wondered what he did to deserve so much abuse in one day.

My quandary at this time is; what to do with it.
I thought maybe I should pass it on to other pitty owners with the stipulation that you post pictures of your pitty doing something 'appropriate' to the football (chewing, leg lifting, etc...) and then passing it on to others. This could go on until it's destroyed.
But I don't know if that would work.
Does anyone have any ideas?

I wonder what people plan on doing with their Tiger Woods golf clubs?

A huge Michael Vick debate and I'm pissed

This little fellow gives the most wonderful 'smooshy' kisses!!!!

Duncan the Dingbat.

I just love him to pieces.

Check out the tongue.

This dog would kiss you to death if you let him.

What a sweet face.

All of a sudden he's a big boy.

I realize this is way off of any post I've ever written but Hans and I had a 'discussion' tonight over Michael Vick.

Michael Vick the incredibly well payed professional football player is now free after having served his 'time' involving Dog Fighting.

Boo-Hoo, poor Baby.

This man is a sick bastard.

Period.

Electrocuting dogs who didn't perform well?

Slamming dogs into the ground until they're dead because they didn't perform well?

How about hanging dogs who didn't perform well?

Oh yes people, Michael Vick was involved in all of these sorry, sick episodes involving dogs who would rather lick your hand than fight.

It's not like he was desperate for money. When I couldn't make ends meet I got a waitressing job. Why I didn't think about murdering dogs is beyond me. So much more money.

Now he's claiming that he's been exposed to Dog Fights since he was 8 years old.

Big Effing deal.

I've been exposed to a hell of a lot of stuff in my life but I do have choices.

He did to.

Hans says someone will sign this sorry excuse for a human being to their football team because he's 'so good'.

I say you can't tell me there aren't 10 more guys out there who are just as good.

It will be a sorry day on this earth if some football team owner is greedy enough to sign this sonofabitch to his team.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm absolutely sick at the thought.

My daughter has a Pitt Bull (above pictures) and our Duncan would easily have been one of the 'poor performers' as this little fellow dons his pocket protector every morning before he begins his day which primarily involves playing with cats.

Check out the web site for the Pitt Bulls that were rescued from Vicks' concentration camp for dogs and tell me that it's OK for him to go about his merry little way.

As far as I'm concerned Michael Vick can go hang out with O.J.