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The Real Bev wrote:
Zoot Katz wrote: The Real Bev wrote, of ammonia: What do you think is in Windex? Do you wear gloves when you clean your windows? Did you ever spray that stuff on emerging carpenter ants? Kills 'em quicker than than Black Flag and much easier to clean up. Doesn't work worth **** on ordinary black/grease/sugar ants. The cohabitant of a friend was very anti-insecticide, resulting in ants even in the damn refrigerator. She figured that Windex wouldn't violate his animalitarian instincts so we spent a lot of time spraying the damn things with it before the guests arrived. Damn ants just swam around in it until we squashed 'em with a sponge. Nothing like ants in the refrigerator to gross somebody out. Hell, I've lived in downtown Toronto. Little ants in ye fridge would be ignored next to the lovely big brown cockroaches everywhere. They useta freak me a bit... Bernie |
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Curtis L. Russell writes: And I worked at a vet for three years and have owned a lot of dogs myself. I know dogs better than most - I'm one of those people that they call a dog person, where even unfriendly dogs come up to me wagging their tails - but the only people worse than those that know nothing about dogs are those that assume they can read every dog that comes up the pike. Human beans are just as readable (or unreadable.) I agree it's a mistake to make ridiculous presumptions. But most of the dogs I've encountered have really appreciated being regarded with due respect, and have responded in kind. That includes not bothering them with a bunch of unwelcome attention. I've had my share of stitches from dogs that both I and the vets misread (actually both thumbs have scars up their side from 30 plus years ago). And some large breeds are known for making no overt sign until they strike. But how deeply were you incursing into their personal spaces? Y'know, same as how people don't like other people standing or sidling-up too close to them, like on a crowded bus or subway. Or poking fingers, or making other such intrusive gestures at them. Or even approaching too closely when they're gnawing on a delicious soup bone that's all their own. mmmm ... soup bone. Anyhow, a vet clinic isn't a place where dogs feel comfortable. It's not the same as out in the wide-open. cheers, Tom -- -- Powered by FreeBSD Above address is just a spam midden. I'm really at: tkeats [curlicue] vcn [point] bc [point] ca |
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