I don’t know about other pet owners, but in this heat, or what shall be known as The Great Shedding of 2004, my normally innocuous cat has become something of a royal pain in the ass. Sir Halitosis has left behind a residue of kitty fur on the kitchen tile (where he lays to keep cool) in such quantities that I am convinced we could be turning a tidy profit at the Hair Club for Men.
Only your groomer er…hairdresser will know the difference.
I was very well-behaved as far as last night’s open bar was concerned and spent a good part of the evening improving my Black Jack game. Between the I’ll Be Nice Because This Is for Charity dealer and my firm’s CEO, I was rollin’ in the black chips in no time. I had turned my $25 voucher into over ten thousand dollars. And the CEO? Well let’s just say it’s no secret that the man hits a Black Jack table and walks away with eighty THOUSAND dollars.
“I’m a numbers man,” he said. And then seeing my cards, shook his head. “Don’t chase the dealer. Let him be the one to go bust.”
Interesting, I thought and then watched the dealer’s cards add up to a pretty little 21.
“Hey! What about not chasing the dealer?”
“Well… it’s a good rule to follow. Most of the time.” He grinned, bought more chips and ordered another drink.
I laughed and slid all of my chips onto the table. The Dealer had heard me complain of sore feet and thus did not enforce the $1000 limit. The cards were dealt, and I lost $11,000 on one solitary hand of black jack.
“Oh thank god!” Relieved, I said goodnight to my table, collected my bag at the coat check and tottered to the subway.
Turns out, I am not a numbers gal, and gambling really hurts my feet.
Cats shed like crazy in the spring. They need to get rid of their winter coats, even if they never see the outside of a brownstone in a dozen years. My two boys have covered every rug in the house. They SHED.
Never gambled, even in Vegas, so I don’t know blackjack from cracker jack. Julia Roberts looked good in “Ocean’s Eleven,” however.
Excuse me, but you turned $25 into >$10K? How exactly does that support your “not a numbers gal” theory? Girl, you need to get your butt to Vegas! Just remember the key is knowing when to hold ‘em, knowing when to fold ‘em, and knowing when to walk the @#$% away and go roll around naked in your winnings!
I’m tellin’ ya… the CEO had lots to do with that.
“Double down!”
“What?”
S’all about luck, and playing with a guy who knows what he’s doing.
I was incredulous that your reaction to losing $11K was “Oh thank God!” But then, I’m probably a little more desperate. (For money, that is.)
Dude, it’s not REAL money. Whatever you spend goes to the kiddies, anyway.
My cat is shedding too. So is my other cat. Oh, and so are the three dogs and the fourth dog we are taking care of for the week. For the love of God, how did we end up with so many animals in our house?
My dog is shedding so much fur I’m thinking of having it made into a winter coat.
uhhh, how about a pic of sir hal?
Hello,
I was in another of my ”wondering” around on the internet, when i found your site. It’s cool, …. i liked the texts. Be looking forward to the updates.
Cheers.
Between my roommates two dogs, my girlfriend and myself shedding, my apartment looks like the site of a Yeti vs. Chewbacca rumble.
Dog sheds so much I could swear someone was whisking him out to chemo while I sleep – it’s bad. My apt. looks like it’s got low settled clouds…
I used to live with a shedder: Winter, Spring, Summer & Fall. I cat-sat for 6 months, but knew her for about 13 years. What a great cat. Besides the shedding.
Anyhow, I always wondered if a groomer could thin out her hair to make the shedding less of a problem, but I didn’t ever try it. I wonder if it’d work on Sir H?
I get the dog’s coat blown thrice a year. Works wonders to eliminate shedding. Dunno if it works on cats. I hate cats anyway.