Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Undercover Cat

... Just got back from a vet appointment; blogging is a way to recover from the drama, trauma, and unhealthy helping of guilt that comes with caring for pets.

Vet visits are always stressful, because they are always a lose-lose proposition. If nothing is wrong with kitty, then you face the doctor's Why Are You Wasting My Time look. If a medical issue is discovered, then you face the doctor's Why Didn't You Come Sooner look ....

In this case, I noticed two days ago that Boomer The Cat had taken to disappearing into the basement. His appetite was off, but worse, he showed no interest in his raison d'etre: Going Outside.

His behavior change coincided with a wicked brutal heat wave -- yet that didn't stop him during the 90-degree-plus, humid weather we suffered two weeks ago, when Boo spent 24/7 outdoors.

(Look, I can't imagine hanging outside all day wearing a fur coat in 95-degree temperatures. But I'm not a cat named Boo ....)

Last night he fell asleep on our bed, and I observed him licking his left hind paw a lot. So I booked a noon appointment.

... Adding to the stress was our missing cat carrier. At 11:40 a.m., after ransacking the basement without results, I vaguely recollected someone borrowing it about nine months ago but have no memory of it being returned.

Time for Plan B, or should I say, time to think of a Plan B. First, I called for reinforcements --  fortunately No. 2 Son was available to drive. There ensued a 10-minute scramble chasing the cat around the house and up and down two flights of stairs. If there was something wrong with his hind leg, it clearly wasn't slowing him down. I figured I was in for the doctor's Look No. 1 ....

I finally discovered him hiding under the covers on our bed. I felt bad that he didn't realize the big lump on the bed was a giveaway ....

Undercover cat.



By the time we arrived at the vet, I was every bit as hot, sweaty and hairy as Boo in my arms. I really regretted not changing into a tan shirt for the appointment. If I ever get another pet it will have to be either black or navy blue .....

Turns out, Boo is missing several hind claws, possibly from being dragged, possibly after being hit by a car. He received an antibiotic injection and was prescribed 1/4 of a baby aspirin every 3 days. He is in otherwise great health and expected to make a full recovery.

We're supposed to keep Boo inside for the next two weeks. I don't know if that will be possible (unless it rains), but I guess he won't pester to go out until he's feeling better. Right now he's back under the covers and I'm pretending I don't know he's there.

So I'm off to buy Boo's aspirin. I hope he doesn't mind if I help myself to a few later on and then curl up next to him .....


















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Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Fireworks for Freedom!



****NOTE: THIS POST IS FROM JULY 3, 2011, WITH A NEW HEADLINE, UPDATE, AND PHOTOS ADDED *****



Yesterday Husband and I made the obligatory out-of-state fireworks run, patriotically spending money while avoiding higher in-state taxes on other purchases.

Fireworks in Massachusetts are illegal for amateurs; however, a bill (H3372) has been introduced that allows towns to let people register for a permit. The theory is that instead of running around putting out fires willy-nilly, the fire departments will know where potential blazes may occur. Kind of like 'Minority Report' with hoses ....

The potential tax revenue is almost $1 million.  According to sponsor Rep. Richard Bastien, R-Gardner, the Commonwealth might capture some of the $40 million home pyrotechnics business that has traditionally thrived across the border. But for now the penalty is a fine from $10-100 if you get caught, which doesn't include other random violations you may be obliviously guilty of and cited for .....

... Gotta getta bang on the Fourth. So Husband and I drove 50 miles the back way in our heaviest vehicle (it's moose migration season) across the state line and into a primo parking space at the fireworks store.

Inside, people were packed in like, er, firecrackers and I immediately felt overwhelmed and overstimulated by the towering stacks of brightly-colored cardboard packaging. Graphics of spaceships, ninjas, gods and goddesses, planes, knights, not to mention big guns, dazzled alluringly under fluorescent light with enough glare to blind you to the BOGO special.

I know nothing about fireworks, but quickly bored trying to get up to speed on jargon concerning  mortars, repeats, reports, and the merits of peonies versus chrysanthemums. I immediately picked out some army tanks in cool blue packaging (WARNING: Shoots Flaming Balls). Lost in visions of recreating the second Battle of El Alamein,  I left all other choices up to our resident rocket scientist.

Later, while Husband waited in line, I pulled out my camera and starting clicking. The displays looked very Andy Warhol-like to me, except instead of soup they were explosives. 

I wish the lighting had been better, because all but one shot is disappointing. Also, other customers kept rudely interrupting my shots in order to rudely take something off the table to rudely buy it, all while rudely apologizing profusely. Every time I had all of the Medusa heads lined up (not looking at me), someone would grab one and put me in jeopardy of turning to stone .... (Look, I'm in a fireworks store. I'm trying to minimize risk.)

One patron thought I was sending the pics to someone off-site for feedback and said, good idea. Personally I thought it was a lame idea. Anyway, for some reason I felt like an undercover agent acting like a customer who for some reason wanted to act like an undercover agent while photographing the merchandise ....

Ok, maybe I've seen 'Inception' one too many times on HBO lately .... Or maybe I just dreamed I saw 'Inception' one too many times on HBO ....

In fact, the best shot is of the flag-motif skirting velcroed to the display tables. That's what the picture is.

I think it's pretty great to live in a country where you can drive across state lines without presenting papers, buy some explosive chemicals known as black powder packed inside cardboard cylinders in brightly colored boxes that you can't get in your state legally at least not yet, take pictures of said product, post them on your Facebook page and then motor back home, write a blog about it, and set them off -- all while eluding the fireworks police (and moose).

Or is it?

Ok, maybe the point is there is a lot of gray in red, white, and blue. Kind of like the photo .... The Founding Fathers and Mothers loved to argue about the principle of freedom, and they were also smart enough to realize we citizens of the future would love to argue about it too. With ourselves, even.


So all in all I guess they got things right.


Have a safe Independence Day celebration! Let us never lose sight of the idealistic principles this country was built on!

For an interesting piece on the status of legal fireworks, see




from the July 3, 2011,  issue of The New York Times.


For interesting treatments on freedom, see The Declaration of Independence, The U.S. Constitution and the Bill of Rights.

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UPDATE: July 2, 2012



A hearing was held on H3372 by the legislature's Public Safety and Homeland Security Committee on February 27, 2012. A coalition of opponents including fire service, police and the medical community sent a letter to the joint committee outlining their concerns. No action has been taken.

Massachusetts is one of four states prohibiting sales of fireworks.


Sources: 

westwood.patch.com/articles/fire-chief-opposed-to-fireworks-bill

www.metrowestdailynews.com

Wikipedia.com


I managed to get a few photos in the store this year despite the glare (from the light, not the owner, I mean). Humble apologies to Andy Warhol .....


Could the fireworks inside be cooler than the box?




WARNING: If you light this up and put it on your head, you will be magically blown to bits.



For Granite Staters only?









Look, the glare is from the Comet, Ok?? Anyway, wouldn't you love to blow that evil smirk off Bozo's face?








Four-color ink process demo .....






Find the hidden missile base.








Art is all about juxtaposition, right? 






















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