Day: February 23, 2002

I’m proud. I took my eldest baby outside today without a leash on her (though I had one in hand). I’ve always been somewhat scared about doing that, but she gave me reason to trust her now. She got startled by someone walking up on our side of the building, and she ran straight for my apartment door. She knew where home was so I can be at ease with her being outside. Bravo for my kitty.

In other news, I fixed one of the air rifles we have at work. It’s a sniper rifle that has been brought back twice with complaints that it doesn’t work. Well, it does. Some engineer didn’t put it together properly, so this lowly English degreed cashier put it back together and vowed to shoot anyone else who brings it back with the metal bb’s to prove it does work. Morons, I can’t understand why people buy anything remotely close to a mortal weapon when they don’t even know how to take it apart and put it back together and make sure that it works properly. The second person said that it was missing a pin, so I called the first person who brought it back, asking if they still had it. Well, after being told that they were sure it was with the gun, but their son had put everything together to bring back. Unfortunately, he was out in the woods, unsupervised, shooting at his friends in a small game of war. May I shoot the parents with a gun that uses mortally wounding bullets? I can’t wait to see what happens to these people when the safety bill passes the state senate. I’ve been letting parents know that this bill is on the floor, and will require that they supervise their children in the backyard, or at a gun range. I’ve seen many parents decide not to get one because of that. I’m now even more of the opinion that people should have licenses to breed and parent their spawn. If they have good genes, great, let them breed. If not, but they’re responsible enough to parent, let them parent the spawn from the people with good genes and too irresponsible to parent. And people these days wonder why kids storm their high schools and solve their issues with guns, among other things. Let’s not mention the fact that most kids these days aren’t responsible enough to live till a serious tragedy hits so close to home that they go completely in the other direction. Sheesh, and people wonder why I’ve been so hesitant to want kids. I don’t want them influenced by these idiots more than I can counter-influence. May the Gods help me.