If you have to ask, you're probably in the wrong place. And if you like unicorns and rainbows and skipping through dewy meadows, I'd advise you to leave, before you get traumatized too much. For the brave few that remain, every now and then Mojo's Craptacular is that thin ray of sunshine in your otherwise drab and pathetic life. The Craptacular explores the concept of eBay as an entertainment medium. Think of it as a particularly snarky home shopping show, only without those annoying D-list soon-to-be-ex celebrities wringing out the last few seconds from the damp dishrag of their career. (Apparently even desperate-for-attention D-list soon-to-be-ex celebrities have their standards, and Mojo's Craptacular ain't one of 'em.)
Our poor dawg met Mister Porcupine today for the first time. One of my complaints about Ratty cat is that he is WAY too forgiving with the dog. At times Rosie could really use a good swat on the nose with a couple of claws in the mix, but Ratty just doesn't have it in him. Not even with mice anymore; early on when he still thought he was a stray he was an excellent mouser, but now the ones he brings in the house may be psychologically traumatized, but there is rarely a scratch on them when he lets them go in our beds at two in the morning.
So we had to spend about an hour this morning acquainting Rosie with another new friend, who we call Mister Needle-nosed Pliers.