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My ride to work was kinda like being a part of a portable petting zoo. Ruby always sits on my lap…and Mayhem decided that she should, too. Col. Mustard, he perched on my shoulder. Guess he’s gonna be an “up-high cat”.

The Kittehs are on their way to their new home today…where they will live on a farm and be well-loved little barn kittehs. Ahhhh what a life. And endless supply of mice and milk. Seriously, who could ask for more?
Charlie Chaplin will be making her way to my friend Jeanne’s house tonight and hopefully Birdrunner still wants Kitty G. If so, then we are done because the boys and I have decided to keep Chicken Nugget. He loves himself some Ruby, so he gets to stay.
I’m gonna miss the little kittehs. They’ve been hysterical these past few days. There’s nothing more fun than watching them flump around (flump is my new favorite made up word. That’s totally the sound kittehs make when they wrestle). And I love it when they jump straight up in the air just because the wind blew.
I won’t miss Ruby’s constant whining. She wants to be with the kittehs all the time, but we can’t keep them in the house all the time because WE WOULD NEVER SLEEP. So they’ve been sleeping on the screened in porch. And when it’s time for them to retire for the evening, Ruby camps out in front of the door, staring at the crack between the door and the floor, and whines. It’s like she totally expects them to squeeze under the door and come back inside. Sorry, Ruby. They’re kittehs, not cockroaches.
IT’S ALMOST FRIDAY! You have no idea how ready for the weekend I am…

stuff and such and a giveaway!

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More great reviews for LOVE SUCKS! and also a give away…

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So, onto the “stuff and such” portion of today’s blog.

Have you ever had one of those days where you just wanted a do over? Yesterday started out fine. I was in a great mood. Had a great Sunday night. Other than being a little sleepy, I almost actually looking forward to the day ahead.

And then *it* happened.

I’m not exactly sure what *it* is, but I know that suddenly, the day just seemed to take a big ol’ dump on me. Somehow, someway, for some reason my good day turned to poo so by the time the boys and I got home, I was Mrs. Crankypants.

Now, I don’t know about you, but when Mrs. Crankypants takes over, things don’t ever seem to improve. I try to make Mrs. Cp go away, but she doesn’t. And then the boys start bickering and smart off to me, and then Ruby the Pug and Clementine the Tart get into it like cartoon cats and dogs, and then my full glass of wine (KIM CATTRAL CRAWFORD wine at that!) got knocked to floor…and shattered. And I still had to do dishes and get laundry going.

Thankfully, I had an unopened bottle of wine. I did my chores, poured me a lovely glass, and sat down to chill. Then I kicked Rader’s tail at some Uno while we watched LIE TO ME. (then he kicked mine, then I kicked his, then he kicked mine. We quit while we were Even)

I went to bed and slept like the dead. And this morning, I saw a beautiful sunrise while driving Rader to football practice. Today is gonna be a good day. I think I’ll have an Atomic Fireball to celebrate…

yo go girl(s)

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When a Mississppi school cancelled prom rather than allow a lesbian student attend with her girlfriend, I was mortified. But when Constance McMillen chose to fight instead of roll over, I cheered.

And today I’m cheering even louder. The court awarded her a $35,000 settlement and the school district is mandated to update their policy “not to discriminate based on sexual orientation in any educational or extracurricular activities or allow harassment based on sexual orientation and gender identity.” Read the entire article here.

No matter what your opinion is on homosexuality, you have to commend this teen for her strength to fight for her rights. You go girl. We here at Mel-O-Drama give you 2 thumbs up with an extra dose of sparkle!

In other girl news: Clementine the Tart has not had her litter of love yet, but she’s getting close. Look at that BELLY!
I just hope she delivers before I leave for Florida next week. First of all, I need to see how many kittehs I’m gonna be GrandKittehMa to, and secondly, I don’t want her delivering while I’m gone. Plus I want some itteh bitteh kitteh love!!!
Now, who wants a Kitteh in a couple of weeks? I’m taking reservations now!

RUBY! the (not so) mighty water dog…

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Y’all know Ruby the Pug. She’s is the Owner of my Heart and the Ruler of my World. (Though Clementine the Tart is seriously trying to stage a coup and steal both titles away from Ruby the Pug. I think she thinks being pregnant gives her automatic dibs…)

Anyway, y’all also know I’m a lake girl. (well, a water girl…lake, ocean, river, pond, puddle, faucet, sprinkler…whatever. If it’s water, I’m there.) This past week weekend I took the boys to Lake Ouachita for a fun-filled day on the pontoon boat. I am Capitan, hear me Yar.

We decided that it was high time Ruby the Pug tagged along. Now, Ruby the Pug is all muscle. She’s rock solid. And has NEVER been in water above her little paws…so I stopped at PetCo and purchased her a life jacket.

Oh, and how she rocked that life jacket…

Ruby was excited about her adventure. She didn’t mind wearing the awesome that was pink and she absolutely LOVED the boat ride. I had very good feelings about Ruby the Pug becoming Ruby the MIGHTY Water Dog.
We stopped at an island and we let Ruby roam the bank while I got in the water. Of course, where I am, she thinks she needs to be…so she immediately ran toward me…and immediately freaked out when the ground was no longer beneath her feet. She paddled and paddled and paddled and finally made it to me.

and if I was in the water, this is where she sat. The. Entire. Time. I have a Pug Silhouette tan line. It’s lovely.
We tried several times to get her to swim, play and love the water without me.

but she always just ended up on the bank, staring at me from below, BEGGING me to end her torture.
So I finally did.

Ruby the Pug is much more a sungoddess than a water dog. Guess she’s not a Pisces like her momma…

a mel-o-jumble

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Okay, random stuff day.

First off, go see Despicable Me. Seriously. Wonderful movie. Heartwarming. Funny. Fabulous.

Secondly, The Bachelorette is off the deep end. Balls to the walls full of BS and craziness. If you think that show is really “reality” tv, then I want whatever it is your smokin’. Or drinkin’. Or poppin’. Because there is nothing real about that show.

It’s not even fun to make fun of anymore. Bleh.

However, the BACHELOR PAD looks like it’s made of chocolate covered awesome and is dying for me to slice it with my biting wit.

LIE TO ME is one of the greatest shows on earth and nobody should miss it. Yes, it comes on during the first hour of the Bachelorette, but trust me when I tell you, it’s worth watching. I actually think it’s more real than the reality show…

I cleaned my room this weekend. Scary stuff was found in some of the unpacked boxes. Like pictures of me from elementary, middle and high schools. Also some college pics in the late 80s when I had short permed hair and GINORMOUS FREAKING BLUE GLASSES. I don’t even know if I can scan them to show them, THAT’S HOW BAD THEY ARE.

Clementine is pregnant. That little teenaged Tart. She’s not even a year old, and I have no idea where the Tom is hiding because we have 6 acres and I’ve not seen hide nor hair of the horny bastard, but it’s happened. We’re gonna have kittens. So you guys get ready…because depending on how many are born and how many survive…I’m gonna hit you up internets! I’m too young to be a Kitteh Grandma! Would that be GrandKittehMa?

Here’s a pic of the little ho-bag in a box. Because you know cats and empty boxes…

um, where did u go?

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yeah. I totally had a blog topic in my head this morning.

And now that topic has totally disappeared. Vanished. Run away. Died a thousand deaths. Went kaput. Is temporarily unavailable.

Whatever you wanna call it, it’s gone.

So now what do I talk about? I could discuss last night’s Bachelorette, but that would bore you all to tears. Yes. Yesterday’s show was the most boring Bachelorette ever. YAWN. No big surprises. No big deal with who was sent home. Lots of forced drama. Blah. Blah. Blah. I will say, I really, really, really like Chris L. and his cute little Cape Cod accent. And Jesse should just never wear a shirt. Ever.

I’m going to see Sex and the City tomorrow afternoon with my girlfriends.

Tonight is Trivia Night. But I’m feeling kinda blah and low key…guess that realy doesn’t have anything to do with my head full of useless knowledge, but I do tend to have a better time when my sparkle is running at 110%. Guess I need to get my sparkle going again.

I’ll leave you guys with my favorite pic from yesterday. The big guy is Buckshot…my neighbor’s big old aging yellow lab. The pug, is of course my Ruby. Isn’t this a great shot?

meet Clementine…

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First of all, thanks for your continued patience with my blog glitches. Fishdog is working tirelessly trying to fix what is wrong. It’s a weird glitch but it looks like it’s been fixed…at least for now.

So guess what found me this weekend? A sweet little pregnant cat. Her name is Clementine. And she was most likely dumped in my yard when her other people discovered she was pregnant. Never have understood abandoning teens in a time when they need adults the most…but anyway.


She is very sweet and needy. If I go outside, she’s at my feet. Like a puppy. She and Ruby the Pug are not BFFs yet, but there is hope. She did a full on Ninja move in the yard the other day. Ran full speed like a road runner on her back legs with her paws and claws extended out front. Ruby is not a fan of Clementine the Calico Ninja…but she wants to friends so badly so she doesn’t give it. She just uncurls her little pug tail and approaches the Ninja Cat with proper reverence. Sometimes it works…sometimes it doesn’t.
After the 2nd night with us, Clementine the Calico Ninja saw Ruby sleeping on the top of the sofa. She wanted to check out the snoring dog so she walked right up to her, and put her paw on Ruby’s back for a couple of seconds. Then walked away and slept on the back of the loveseat.
So there’s hope.
The boys and I went to see Iron Man 2 this weekend. Fantastic! Highly recommend it. Very witty and entertaining.
Did you do anything special for Mother’s Day? Like pick up stray pregnant teen kitties who like ninja moves?

a picture’s worth 1000 words…

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Yes, it’s a bit blurry, but this sums up my boys like no other picture can. Can you believe they are separated by 4 years? Me either.

The favorite gift I gave (My mom will kill me for this. If you don’t hear from me for a couple of days, call the police and have them search her property near the pond. Or in the pond…)I had this blown up to an 8×10, framed it and gave it to my daddy. Best. Present. Ever. (Please forgive me, Momma.)

Even Ruby got a gift:I don’t think she liked her Snuggie very much. Hmmmm. She sure was cute in it for 10 whole minutes though!

how lovely are your branches (on my floor)

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I came home last night to find this:

I know my cats are not to blame, they can’t be bothered by the tree. I’m quite sure my dog Pete was barking out the window at someone (probably the mailman) on another street. Because HOW DARE YOU WALK ON THAT STREET OVER THERE! I found LOLDog that sums it up perfectly:

holiday spirit, loldogs n funny dog pictures - I has a hotdog!

I tried to set the tree back up but it appears the base is completely broken. Now I have to decide: do we celebrate Christmas around the broken tree or do I just undecorate the pile, clean up the mess and do without this year?

What do you suggest I do?

the MONTH OF MEL: Ruby’s story continued…

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Okay, for those of you who don’t know what the MONTH OF MEL! is…first of all, where have you been? Secondly, it’s the Month Formerly Known as March–the month of my birth. I always celebrate my birthday month, so now we just call it the MONTH OF MEL! because it really is all about me.

This year, I’ve tasked you with assigning me with a list of things to do…what can Mel do for you during the MONTH OF MEL? My friend Lee asked me to write a story starring her dogs and mine…Chapter One can be found here.

and the story continues today:

Chapter 2

“Take Hudson and get her back. And this time, make sure the shock collar is set to stun,” Micah growled.

Fergus bit back a whimper. He had hoped she would never be found. He’d wanted her to escape the life of #1 bitch, and she’d managed to for a little while. But Micah wanted his bitch back and what Micah wanted, he got.

“I’ll do it, but I’m going alone.”

He needed to see her. Alone. Just one more time. She might be Princess Peaches to Micah, but she would always be his Ruby Tuesday.

It took six hours to catch up to her. Her new master had packed her up and headed out of town, but Fergus had done his research and he knew they would head for the coast.

Ruby loved the beach. They had always dreamed of running away and starting over in a small beachside doghouse. Just enough room for the two of them.

She was sitting in the wet sand, letting the waves lap at her feet.

“Hello Ruby,” he said, sitting next to her.

She wasn’t surprised to see him.

“I’ve missed you,” she said. “But I can’t go back to that life.”

“I know–I think I’ve got a plan. Do you trust me?”

BTW: Congrats to Lee and Sam and their bouncing baby boy Hopper Augustus! Everyone is happy and healthy and I can’t wait to meet the newest member of the family!