Good lord, it's barely noon

[missmiah]

If today is anything to go by I'm going to need to start taking Loki's anti-depressants by Monday at this rate.

TWO snarly, snarly bitey fights and it's not even noon. This includes the two and a half hours WE spent outside this morning.

Yes, I stayed out there the entire time, wearing Army sweats and a K-State hoodie to keep the evil sun out of my face and off my precious fish belly white skin, huddled in the back corner of the lot where I could see the entire yard in case Houdini Cara decided to make a break for it. Do you have any idea how frigging boring it is to sit outside for two and a half hours and watch a pair of dogs nap? I ended up spending most of that time picking apart three rows of knitting to find the stitch I dropped and then getting back to where I was before I noticed my numbers were off.

Comments

[missdiane.livejournal.com]

Would a squirt gun help with keeping them apart?

[missmiah.livejournal.com]

Nothing short of the rolley chair of doom seems to be working so far. I tried a newspaper, I tried spraying, I tried shouting. Ramming the fight with the chair seems to work best and then only if I can get between them enough to drive one away from the other. They dont' seem to actually be hurting each other, mostly it looks to be slobbering and nipping that doesn't break the skin and lots of snarling but it's hellish on my nerves.