TRUE FREEZER PARTS - SMALL MINI REFRIGERATOR
True Freezer Parts
- A refrigerated compartment, cabinet, or room for preserving food at very low temperatures
- deep-freeze: electric refrigerator (trade name Deepfreeze) in which food is frozen and stored for long periods of time
- A device for making frozen desserts such as ice cream or sherbet
- A refrigerator is a cooling apparatus. The common household appliance (often called a "fridge" for short) comprises a thermally insulated compartment and a heat pump—chemical or mechanical means—to transfer heat from it to the external environment (i.e.
- Pokemon has 493 (as of Pokemon Diamond and Pearl) distinctive fictional species classified as the titular Pokemon.
- Divide to leave a central space
- the local environment; "he hasn't been seen around these parts in years"
- (part) something determined in relation to something that includes it; "he wanted to feel a part of something bigger than himself"; "I read a portion of the manuscript"; "the smaller component is hard to reach"; "the animal constituent of plankton"
- (of two things) Move away from each other
- (part) separate: go one's own way; move apart; "The friends separated after the party"
- Cause to divide or move apart, leaving a central space
- Rightly or strictly so called; genuine
- make level, square, balanced, or concentric; "true up the cylinder of an engine"
- Real or actual
- consistent with fact or reality; not false; "the story is true"; "it is undesirable to believe a proposition when there is no ground whatever for supposing it true"- B. Russell; "the true meaning of the statement"
- as acknowledged; "true, she is the smartest in her class"
- In accordance with fact or reality
April 1998- May 17, 2011
Rest in peace, little girl.
Before I moved to Maryland, I discovered I was highly allergic to cats, so I ended up leaving my cat at the time with my roommate and best friend. My boyfriend and I were moving into an apartment where we weren’t supposed to have cats, and I knew she would give him a good home. A few weeks after the move, I was so miserable without a pet that my boyfriend/fiance surprised me with a trip to a farm that was trying to find homes for several litters of kittens. Being the sap that I was, I couldn’t just take one; I had to take two. I picked one, a large buff and white fluff ball that fell asleep in my hands, and he picked out another one, the runt from the same litter. But, as is true for most cats, they each chose the human they were most fond of, and the runt picked me. She and her sister were my constant companions over the years.
She was so skittish as a kitten that a “boo” uttered in her direction would send her scrambling for a place to hide, which is how she got her name. She was cautious about most people, unless you happened to be wearing jeans or were allergic to cats, and then she wanted to walk on your lap. She was picky about her food, and only liked one type of dry cat food at a time. (She would turn her nose up at cat treats, wet cat food, and all types of human food.) She liked her belly rubbed, and would often adopt what I called the “kitty flying” pose when having her belly and chest rubbed: she would raise both front legs straight up in the air. She would beg for water out of the faucet. After a series of unfortunate events, she ended up pregnant; later, she waited for me to come home to have her kittens (literally having the first one within 5-10 minutes of me walking in the door). She liked to play with small balled up pieces of foil rather than any conventional cat toy. If there was a rubber band in the house, she would find it; instead of chewing on them, however, she just liked to carry them around in her mouth. She was my hunter and would protect the house from bugs and, once, a mouse (unlike her sister who let the mouse hide under her tail). She would chatter at squirrels and birds through the windows. She had an interesting quack-like meow with really only one inflection and always sounded pissed off. She was my own paddle cat. When she was a kitten, she liked to sleep next to my head; as she got bigger, we both couldn’t fit onto my pillow, so she got her own next to mine. She was so, so soft.
In 2008, she was diagnosed with chronic kidney failure, and I discovered that she had only been born with one working kidney. At the time, the vet only thought she had a few days left to live, but she proved to be quite the fighter. Even through the low points where she was nothing but skin and bones, she would still be social and would still beg for water from the faucet. She took to sleeping on me, no matter what position I was in. One night, she even kept her balance on my legs as I shifted from my back onto my stomach. I joked that I had become the log in a feline log rolling competition. She developed a taste for citrus-berry sherbet and would sometimes stare up at the freezer expectantly.
I learned that I had lucked upon a fantastic animal hospital with amazing veterinarians and staff alike. I learned how to administer subcutaneous fluids and how to lure her, rather than chase her, in order to administer all her medicines. I learned how toxins affect various body parts and when to spot low points by her body odor, among other things. I learned entirely too much about the symptoms that signal the end. I learned that no matter how awful I felt for putting her through various medical-related indignities, she always looked to me for comfort afterward.
In the end, I did what I could. As a pet owner, I know I did the right thing. But it doesn't lessen the heartache.
So, you think you want to know me
Since Lori asked me to share....
1. if you could meet one person, dead or alive, who would it be and why?
Shakespeare. I would really like to meet the person with the wit to write Taming of the Shrew and the insight into the human psyche to write The Merchant of Venice. I'll forgive him for the melodramas of Romeo & Juliet and Hamlet.
2. what did you wanna be when you grew up?
This really isn't a fair question, you know. Who ever wanted to be just one thing? (Okay, maybe I've just been indecisive all my life). I will say this, I never, ever in a hundred years imagined doing what I do today. And no, I'm not telling. Let's just say it's in the financial industry and completely uncool.
So here are the big ones:
Age 7-13 A writer. Short stories & poetry. Even at that age I knew I didn't have the attention span for a novel. :D
Age 14-17: A veterinarian and a shot on the US Olympic Equestrian team. It changed day to day.
Age 19-21: A museum curator. I'm still scratching my head on that one.
Age 22-?: A grief counselor. Only that means going back to school. And my current career doesn't leave much room for that kind of time.
3. what's your biggest asset?
Well, outside of the most obvious ass-et; the ability to move forward. Regardless of mistakes or unfortunate past moments, to learn from them and keep truckin'.
4. what's your favorite late nite snack?
Lemon Sorbet. No ifs, ands or buts. There's always a little tub of the stuff in my freezer.
5. if money were no object, what would you like to do?
That's a tough one, too. I'd probably buy a little parcel of land in some remote part of the country (or an island - let's dream big, here). I'd use that as my home base for just "being" and spend a few months out of the year country hopping, meeting people and soaking up cultures. You know; to balance the otherwise reclusive way I live the rest of the time.
6. name one talent you wish you had.
To sprinkle fairy dustings of joy on the people I meet. I pass people on the streets, heads down, brows drawn and burdened. And while I always smile..I wish I could do more.
7. if you knew then, what you know now.........
To enjoy the moments. To forget about tomorrow and yesterday, while simply enjoying the now. Trite, I know, but it's true.
8. would you rather take a dip in a lake or the ocean?
I'm not even going to choose. If it's a bathtub, I'm good. As long as it's water.
9. what are your 2 favorite movies?
Could we pick another question, please? I can't choose two.
Comedy - Haunted Honeymoon & History of the World Part I (or anything by Mel Brooks).
Drama - The Snake Pit
Horror - The Shining
All about the plot: Vanilla Sky & The Usual Suspects
The ultimate girlhood chick flick? The Princess Bride. (Come on...you knew that was coming.)
10. list 3 things you'd like to achieve in 2011.
- Drop postcards off with some local farmers to get permission to shoot on their land instead of from the sidelines.
- Get out of the country on a little trip somewhere
- Continue enjoying the moments even if the prior two don't occur.
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