SIDEBAR #3- Arias/Alexander forum

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I had to stop Schuby at number 17 of those autocorrects simply for a break as I've been laughing so hard over here all by myself, scaring the crap out of my cat, that my stomach literally HURTS and I'm coughing and choking!!! OMG so crazy!
 
Be thankful that u weren't the chick who sang the unending Whitney Housten song and had to be led off in cuffs..still singing.. " As I..........screech squeal will always love you........

Are you SURE that wasn't me? I happen to really like that song.
 
Oh I misunderstood him and you. :floorlaugh: But yes, I agree. He did prove the burglary charge (being in someone's home unlawfully and then comitting a felony or theft) in Arizona. Totally unrelated to the theft in California.

Whew. Some one GOT it. The jury did so I'm not that concerned about "us". lol

Burglary does NOT equal theft. Burglary is can be a WHOLE nother ball of wax in most jurisdictions. Know your state laws ... my mantra. lol.
 
Aww my dad's cat Runt did too! He even panted like one when he got tired.
My dad would toss it at the fireplace and as it bounced back, Runt would catch the ball with his paws. I bought so many "bolo bats" because the little red balls were his favorite! We yank them off and give them to him. He'd do a "happy dance''!
He learned to hide the ball and at night he would drop it down the stairs
to entertain himself! It was noisy but cute
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BBM

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When I was up 30+ hours for the scanner thread for the Boston bombings, it was so amusing to see what really went on with my nine cats.

My tabby was doing flip flops.
My grey one was bouncing and chasing a rubber easter egg (heck, she has had it forever - I mean the kids are 24 and 21 and it was in one of theirs Easter basket)
The two black cats were running up and down the hall "howling".
Pinky (weighs 20 pounds) my part Siamese, was sitting on the couch so unlady liking cleaning her belly.
The other four were running behind the couch, up the chair, to the ottoman and then jumping on the couch....

and my poor yorkie-poo was looking at me with his bedroom eyes....saying, "it's freaking nuts out here, can we please go to bed"

:floorlaugh::floorlaugh::floorlaugh:

And I must sleep through this everynight..:facepalm:
 
G & A, me, too!!

I'm so nervous, the flight attendant finally told me to watch her, if she was not scared then neither should I be.

Then, I discovered Xanax. Nuffi said, I no longer care what the flight attendants do!!
If I ever have to fly it will be with klonopin and wine.
 
I have one in my lap right now! He's NEUROTIC! I love him dearly, but he has serious anxiety issues. :scared:

I wish Dr. Demarte diagnosed dogs. I think my min pin & my rescue Chihuahua would be interesting studies for her. (He's the Scarecrow. She's Dorothy.) :blushing:

I would be neurotic too dressed like that!!

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(they really are cute!!)
 
Oh heavens. You have now reminded me of a couple of favorite stories about our dearly departed Odds. Odds was my curmudgeonly tabby who, when he wasn't sleeping on top of clean laundry, just stomped around being generally peeved at the universe.

1. The first time I brought future Mr. Ynot home after a date, we were seated on the couch side by side watching a movie. Future Mr. Ynot pulled the age-old "stretch and yawn and put arm around the gal" move, and in doing so, uncrossed his legs. Odds, who had been generally lovey to FMY up to this point, moseyed over... put both front paws on edge of couch between FMY's legs as if seeking to be petted... and then reared back and double-paw-punched FMY right in the sensitive bits. This was no accident, this was Odds saying, "don't you mess with my mama, buster!"

2. The next time FMY came over for a date, we were cooking dinner together when we noticed that Odds was apparently chasing his own butt in circles. Not his tail, his butt. I picked him up, and realized that he had eaten the tear-off strip from the top of a bag of baby carrots, and was having... well, difficulties in fully passing this strip of plastic. You know those toy cars from when we were kids, that you'd run the plastic strip through to wind them up, set them down, and they'd go? Yeah. FMY got to pull the "ripcord" while I held the "racecar" and when I set him down, boy did he zoom. Possibly my Most Awkward Date Moment Ever. :floorlaugh:

Sister! :silly: :floorlaugh::floorlaugh::floorlaugh:
 
Mimi (see avatar) likes to shake her lambchop toy, fling it across the room, stalk it, and POUNCE!
 
My understanding CMJA was " observed" when she started packing the car, Yreka police arrested and detained for Az PD, fearing " flight". I am uncertain when the 9 mil and knfe was found in the car she planned to travel in. Anyone?

Father took her to pick up the rental (hmm, you mean you CAN rent a car in Yreka? Novel idea!) where she told him she would be gone for a few days and couldn't tell him where (Flores interview with Arias Father). The warrant was signed and she was under observation the prior evening to see if she would leave. Officers saw someone who they think may have been Mom Arias come to grandparents house that evening, talk outside to CMja, hug and then leave. During this time, CMja is loading stuff in vehicle.
Next morning, CMja goes to vehicle at which time she is arrested. Warrant served on Grandparent's home and parent's home simultaneously. Several knives inside books in boxes were found, along with 9mm ammo. NO GUN at that time.
Mom Arias later called LE to see if they had found 9mm. LE contacted rental place/or vice versa and it was found duct taped(?) to the engine block (?) although I think the firewall would have been more logical.
I don't know about the Calif/Mexico border, but the Az/Mex border has imaging technology suspected vehicles are run through to find anomalies in a vehicle. Guns are easily spotted. I doubt she was headed to Mexico because US rental cars are subject to search far more often than not, and specifically for guns and cash..........but I don't think she was that smart.
 
that's Buddy ...we foster him...but he's been here 2 years. He was abused and abandoned and loved Sammy so much. I don't think I could let him go now....he is so attached to me...and he has seizures so not really much adoptable. So I guess he is stuck with us. :blushing:

amazing!!!! you are truly a special person!!

when we adopted our dog from the "shelter," it was an eye opener to learn about fostering, and how it all works.

i'm not sure how if i could do it, b/c i would become too attached, but i have heard countless stories of animals that "never leave foster care!"

the other important thing i learned....i would adopt a rescue dog again in a heartbeat!!!!

k, need to get off for now :seeya:

but a quick shoutout to....Nellie Nelson...i got your PM, thank you so much.

i replied, but i don't get the PM system. i've sent several replies to people, yet my "sent box" says 0 messeges, so i'm not sure if they are going through!

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Lol, you just nailed the part of that story that always gives me grief, "You rolled over and tried to go back to sleep!?!?"

What can I say? It was late, I thought she was drunk. Ha, wouldn't do it again!

LMAO that was priceless. I once had a boyfriend that crawled in bed with my Mother :blushing: Now let me back up a little. We were all at a wedding. Came back to our house. We were of Legal age to drink and my Parents said either Randy goes home in a cab or he can stay at our house. Not something my Parents said with a Boyfriend but they liked him. Of course I knew it meant a spare bedroom. Several friends came back to our house and we had a few more cocktails. Everyone but Randy lived within a block or two walk home. My Parents retired for the eve. My Dad was a heavy snorer and worse if he had a couple beers. Mom had gotten up and went to one of the spare bedrooms. So I quietly direct Randy to one of the spare bedrooms. Of course it was the bedroom my Mother had eventually crawled into because of Dad's snoring. He flopped on the bed. My Mother bolted upright. I was in the bathroom washing my face. Stepped out in the hall only to see Randy go flying down the staircase and out the front door. My Mother got up and filled me in. Now i and my Parents knew it was just a crazy incident. I couldn't get past the thought in my head so I had to break it off :floorlaugh:
 
Well folks hello from Florida! Just got to Orlando came down here for Paul McCartney concert on Sunday!

and I agree, what is trial everyone is talking about and who is Jodi?

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At, are you going to wonder over to Suburban to the foot of a tree?
 
I would be neurotic too dressed like that!!

:floorlaugh::floorlaugh::floorlaugh:

(they really are cute!!)

:floorlaugh: Thank you! SO FUNNY! It's only once a year and, trust me, they are well compensated with treats afterward!

Although, the min pin kept trying to pull the chihuahua's wig off. Maybe the braids freaked him out! :blushing:
 
Lol, you just nailed the part of that story that always gives me grief, "You rolled over and tried to go back to sleep!?!?"

What can I say? It was late, I thought she was drunk. Ha, wouldn't do it again!

OMG, I'm dying here!!!

I thought she was drunk???? Wow....what a great neighbor!

Oh, I swear, thank you, I'm peeing!!!
 
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