HELP!

I managed to smuggle this message out, but I have to keep it short.

This is NOT what they promised it would be like.
Indoor-outdoor living, a private luxury suite, a vacation...NOT!
They have put us in a concrete prison cell with only one blankie each and a new (rottweiler) toy for some company. I don't know if we'll ever see grass or trees or a sofa again.
There are other dogs here and they don't look happy. We might have to organize.

Mama didn't even say goodbye.
I don't know if I can ever forgive her for this.

They said two weeks. Keep us in your thoughts till then.
I'll be strong. No one can make me miserable without my permission.
I'll be back.

LibraryThing is not for pugs

I heard my cushion telling the tall one about LibraryThing the other day. Seems she quite likes it, even though she has a fairly small library of books at home, and she keeps giving them away to people. Not to mention, she doesn't always like people to see what she's reading. But anyway, I guess she's taken by how easy the site is to use and how cool it is to see all your little bookies lined up on the computer. I heard her say "I wish kitcat's search worked as well as amazon" but I don't really know what that means.

I like books for a different reason than people do. The only thing I like about books is the way they smell and taste. The ones my cushion brings home that have a zillion people hand smells on the edges... I have to be careful not to get a paper cut on my tongue, but I love to lick those books. Don't get grossed out - I use my driest lick, just to get the taste. The papery edges where the fingers rest and the pages get turned... mmm... books... It's just not the same on a computer, even if you can customize the display to show the exact edition of the book you own (heaven forbid the cover isn't right! spoiled people). Computers don't taste good.

But my big problem with LibraryThing is privacy. I have books I might like to share with my people, and other's I'd rather they didn't see. The bestsellers (mmm... lots of fingersmells) and the romances (mmm... bonbons and lady finger smells) I will share. I'll tag those wishlist and have my people bring them home for me. But the private books - the radical militant pug revolutionary heroes, the books on strategy - I just don't want them to know about. I don't know how they might use that information against me.

So LibraryThing People, if you're out there, make it so we can share some books and keep others private . Go look at Flickr with their friends and family designations. They help me protect my good name. And I do have a good name. They call me Mimi. Yes, like that woman from the Drew Carey show with the eye makeup. I used to have a weight problem...

Managing my people through RSS

OK, here it is. I finally worked out a way to minimize the time my cushion spends on the computer. They call it RSS and it organizes all the new stuff people have written on her favorite websites into one handy little page (I set her up with google reader) so she doesn't waste so much time going to the blogs by the little-poodle person and the corgi person and the book-work person. The reader shows her all the new stuff they've written all at once and then she can turn off that computer and get back on the couch. Brilliant! Of course it would be better if she just didn't worry about what those other people had to say. Am I not interesting enough for her?

My cushion also has one of the iPug thingies - a little silver one. She's terribly cheap so she won't pay for content. She borrows CDs from the library and puts them on her iPug, and she copies her own boring old CDs onto it too. But truth is, she mostly listen to pugcasts. They get delivered automatically whenever she plugs the thing in, and she gets hours of free talky stuff to listen to. She likes to walk and listen for some reason - she seems to think with her legs. But I'm trying to convince her to sit down on the couch and listen. She's going to sign me up for some pugcasts of my own soon. Maybe something about Eastern philosophy... the militant pug network... or maybe food...mmm...food...