it must be a full moon

Ok, something's up with these animals. It's like they are all trying to tell me something; always. Not sure what it is but they sure are jacked tonight.


I also think that the animals act VERY different depending on what combination of them are around. Presently Fezzik is vacationing out east. 

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With no male dog around, Shaya and Annie have been, well, relaxed.

The dragons are a great example of this as well. We raised them in a group environment, 1 male 3 females. Trust me, the reason for multiple females is so that they each get a break every now and again. We don't call him Diggity for nothing.


Anyways, we've already downsized the dragon program cause we just don't have the space at the new place. Less dragons means more space for the last 4 we have. Now, horndog has a bachelor apt where he can cool his shit, spread out real good and well, not have sex.


He likes to laze around and stare at me, then start a serious head-bob while giving the eyes...

I
WANT
MORE ...
CRANBERRIES

The females on the other hand have never been more active, or happy than now. The removal of a few rocks and a log has created the Daytona 500 speedway. 

Dumping crickets in there was like watching Jurassic Park 2:





Two of them are eating much easier than before, and then there's fatty, the BIG sister. Hand feeding sucks, she actually doesn't accept anything as food unless it is hand fed. C'mon man! The other two must be gravid or something, not a great time for eggs...


The point being, as a group the male totally runs the show and his dominance over the land reigns supreme. He's just being a big baby who wants sex real bad. Meanwhile at the chicks speedway; it's party time, excellent. For the greater good of the species, someone might get blue balls.





Darcy the cat hasn't been helping add any normalcy to our home situation either. 

After his buddy passed and his balls got cut off, he's been way less independent, hardly leaves our front or back porch, and, he cuddles. Wtf. This used to be a badass samurai pizza cat, now he's senior MEOW mix. Only the dragons are quiet, ya, I never hear from them at all...


We had to get him fixed because we are about to inherit 7 or so barn cats and everyone should do as Bob Barker says. We also had to get him fixed because one day in the midst of our packing, he came in from outside, walked up to Alex, turned around and sprayed. Enough was enough. He kinda apparently has thing about cardboard boxes and moving. Funny way to show it; that was the straw that got your balls cut off.


He showed up at the end of winter half cat half burr bush so yes we shaved his torso. His legs and head untouched. Sometimes he looks like a silverback gorilla, other times like a zombie cat. Like living squirrel road kill.

While assembling the rest of the Ikea crap for the upstairs bathroom, he wouldn't stop trying to cuddle. He used to never cuddle, just sit around you and chill. There is NO physical contact at work.

Anyways, even Elwood flew onto the cat and tried to nip his nose. Uh Elwood, you think you're Charles Bronson and are on a death wish? Sylvester goes after Tweety. You are Tweety.


7 days till we get the zoo, barn, whatever. 2 peacocks you say... Screw you too dragon.