“Latte and Zoey are loving, happy, enthusiastic and playful, as well as incredibly cute. They are always up for a walk or just cuddling on the couch.”
Xena is very affectionate and gentle but also loves to get out and run. Her favorite activity by far is a good, long game of fetch.
5:04 p.m. After an orgiastic bout of smoking, drinking and harassing customers on the sidewalk outside a Valley West restaurant, six sitabouts were dispersed. Something called “Brazzell” was warned away on pain of trespass.
HSU AND ELSEWHERE – Do you have a fish in your head? What does it look like? Where does it go? For its 32nd annual touring holiday show, Dell’Arte presents a one-of-a-kind theatrical storytelling spectacle celebrating the mysteries of the imagination. An all-original piece devised by the ensemble, The Fish in My Head is the…
10:30 a.m. A chatter of Chihuahuas, about 10 in number, clattered tinily about on Frederick Avenue. An investigating officer was approached by several neighbors complaining of the chronic Chihuahua crisis, which was traced to a faulty fence.
2:40 p.m. A drunk-sounding woman called police asking why she had been arrested for public drunkenness the previous day.
7:07 p.m. A Janes Road mobile home park resident reported that neighbors had been finding large piles of feces in their yards for the past several nights. The previous night at 2 a.m., another tenant heard noises outside and observed a large “creature” standing upright. The resident went to get a firearm, and saw the creature striding away down the street, still upright.
5:16 p.m. For many vagabonds and the fellow travelers they give a ride to Arcata, job one on arrival is unloading everyone’s shit from the van and spreading it all out on the sidewalk for sorting. Many cigarettes and refreshing beverages are sometimes necessary to this process.
6:10 p.m. As a woman made her way across the Plaza to work, a non-gentleman unveiled his ghastly reproductive equipment, providing fellow slouchabout-sophisticators a moment of hilarity.
2:37 a.m. A man complained that neighbors in Apt. 6 wouldn’t let him bring home his gal-pal to Apt. 2. The meddlesome neighbors were said to be “acid heads” who “are all tripping.” Eventually he was able to overcome the psychedelic embargo and bring the girlfriend inside.