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Just me, blathering a few thoughts on tonight's GOT:

You know how in Lord of the Rings/Hobbit the Eagles just suddenly show up and deus ex machina all over the place? Any reason the dragons couldn't just fly to Eastwatch and torch the White Walkers? Or at least, send one dragon to snag a Walker and haul it back, easy peasy.

Joe Dempsie has turned into Christian Bale. This is not a bad thing.

Slow your roll on the whole 'Jon is the rightful King of Westeros!' thing. If Rhaegar did indeed get an annulment and marry Lyanna, that means that Rhaegar is an even bigger jerk to his wife than we already knew, and that Jon is legitimate. Fine. However, it doesn't necessarily make him King of Westeros. Daenerys is the Mad King's daughter, Jon is his grandson. Depending on how they do lines of succession (and Targaryens are big on weird family lines) Jon may well be SECOND in line, not the King yet.

Wonder how Samwell is going to find out about his family. He could be Lord Tarly now, if he wanted. (Doubt it.)

If I were Bronn...I think I might take a little non-King's Landing vacay right now.



Oh, and what is the appropriate discipline for a dog who decided it wants outside during the opening credits? And less than 30 minutes after the last outing?

I am very, very thankful to have had Mosely in my life this year. And I'm going to share him - he's now a certified therapy dog :)  (Mom's nursing home was bummed yesterday because I didn't bring Mose with me, heh.)

Well, not very far. I took Mosely over to a nursing home today, figuring the mothers might need some excitement. My boy was most popular. Took half an hour just to get through the lobby!

I've spent much of yesterday and today binge-watching 'The Pacific' (on Ep 9 now). I think the dogs are planning a mutiny. The rats might help.

Sorry, critters, but war movies are hell.

Since I've been gone from LJ so long, there is much to update. Earlier we caught up on four-legged additions to my household. I can also update that Aimes, the dog I transported a couple weeks ago, was adopted just days after arriving in Baltimore; I did another run to Hagerstown last weekend, moving a Brittany Spaniel named Ash (who likes Mountain Dew) and a puppy of unknown origin, possibly mastiff or Rhodesian Ridgeback, named Coop (he snores). Coop has also been adopted already. I'd love to take Ash but I think CJ would go on strike if I got another critter.

One of the big changes that has really sucked: in December, I finally lost my job. It seemed like there might be layoffs at many points the last few years, but in December, the boss decided to just plain close up shop entirely. He started by sending me on my way (and telling me how I could use the office equipment to help in my job search while conveniently failing to mention there wouldn't be an office in a couple weeks) and promising me a severance check, so I didn't commence my job search right away since I wouldn't be eligible for unemployment until after the severance. If you guessed that he never gave me the severance, you're right. Cost me two weeks of unemployment benefits, which are meager enough. Ten days of I got the boot, so did the office manager. The only other employee, the other attorney, quit the following week when she was told she had to answer the phones. Just brilliant all round. Merry Christmas to us.

As I had gotten myself certified as a veterinary assistant, I've been trying to find jobs at vet's offices and pet supply stores and other animal-related ventures. No dice, as it were. I've gotten few calls and no offers; not even nibbles from PetSmart or Petco, where I applied for cashier/stocking jobs. I have applied, less often, for secretarial and clerk positions, trying to avoid law offices, but I've had a whopping two calls for non-animal jobs, both law offices and both rejections. Unemployment has 3-4 weeks left. I'm already depressed; I suppose when the payments end, I'll end up delivering pizza. If I can get hired for that, which seems unlikely if I can't even get a cashier job. The only bright spots are that the car and the house were already paid for. Otherwise, this sucks.

It occurred to me that as a Baltimore resident, I probably ought to mention that I'm on the opposite end of town from most of the trouble, and I have no reason to go into the city, so me and mine are safe. Although it was weird to watch 'American Crime' last week, ending as it did with a protest march turned violent, and then have it happen for real in my own town less than 48 hours later.

Speakimg of me and mine, my little 'family' has grown since I was here last. I rescued 3 dumbo rats last summer, unfortunately my favorite, Paige, passed away on Easter. Neither I nor the vet have any idea what was wrong. The other two, Piper & Phoebe, seem to actually be a little happier now, maybe it's more room in the cage. The other addition is in my icon - that's Mosely, who I rescued in February through the rescue I do transports for. He's an absolute love bug, but CJ is still not on board. She's getting better, especially now that I've been walking them together around the neighbor. The truce is uneasy but at least it exists.

Oh yeah - the Daredevil binging? Watched the whole thing twice and a couple eps more than that. Digging through Charlie Cox's filmography next.

The intended family shindig/memorial for my uncle Jim didn't quite go off as planned yesterday, as Jim's best friends couldn't make it and my younger uncle had a diabetic, blind, deaf and partially paralyzed Labrador in tow. Meanwhile my brother's kids were quite overscheduled and a huge storm blew in while we were driving up. But once we got everything settled, we had a good day. Remind me, however, not play hockey with my nephews, at least not for an hour at a time, or on the same day I move a swing set. There's some serious muscle pulls going on here today.

Today was perfect weather-wise, so I took Mom to a couple high end homes. The first one was over 100 years old and had an amazing yard, flowers on top of flowers and a stone gazebo. The second was modern, but had a huge backyard fenced & was patioed perfectly, a huge flowered gazebo and a video arcade in the basement. Desperately needs color, though, it was relentlessly white/cream. Mom enjoyed both homes quite a bit.

"LUVAMUTT"

A sentiment I can definitely understand!

Lessee...I could watch the State of the Union, or the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show. Uh, duh?

DOGGIES!

With 5 dogs picked, I like the American Foxhound. She is such a hound dog. But we'll find out later.

This is a wonderful idea.

http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/lookout/golden-retrievers-sent-comfort-newtown-survivors-220213316.html