Wednesday, February 25, 2009
(spoken like Velveeta from Idiocracy) I just found this remix, and it's even more better!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
I got up EARLY this morning and took Mr Squooshable to the vet (you should know by now that I am far too neurotic to wait), and it turns out that Mr Squooshable is probably my hairball-barfer, cos he has groomed off a patch of his tummy fur that I had not noticed. The vet said it could be fleas or nerves, so he got a shot of cortisone and a flea treatment (I let that go past-due, because I am a negligent kitty mommy and suck and all), and he is back on antibiotics for his arm, which the vet thinks he might have scratched when reaching for something, then groomed the hell out of to make the larger rough area and bald spot. If his fur does not grow back (in other words, he keeps over-grooming), he's going on some kitty Valium for nerves for a month or two, but the vet thinks we'll try to see if this is a dermatological issue first before deciding it is a behavioural problem, and thinks that Squoosh is probably just fine, and has a flea sensitivity. I didn't think I *had* fleas (how would they get in???), but the vet says I do, and that even one flea can make an allergic cat over-groom and be freaky, so...I will concede to the opinion of an expert and admit I have fleas. So I gave everyone their flea treatment and now I am at work and stressed. I feel like over-grooming. Sheesh.
Monday, February 16, 2009
for tomorrow, and i come home to find that it appears one of Squoosh's
projects today was reaching after something he couldn't get, cos he
has a v-shaped patch of missing fur on the inside of his right arm,
and a little scrape-y looking sore. it does not look infected, the
scab area is not bad, it is not deep, but i guess i need to take him
to the vet to have it looked at tomorrow anyway. i have no way to do
it until tomorrow evening, though. and i have no way to keep him from
doing it again, because i don't know what he did!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
This stimulus package -- why is he signing it in Denver?
Clearly, it is because he intends to hide in Crystal Palace after hearkening the end of the world.
Oh, tell me I am not funny...g'head.
Sigh...no one gets my jokes.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
thingy tomorrow. i know that i am being sparse on the personal issues
right now, but...it cannot be avoided.
i just have to get off my chest that, in addition to worrying about
hairballs on valentine's day, i was stupid enough to get roped into an
earlier dinner with someone who is their own most fascinating subject.
and the food sucked. this came about when our group cancelled any
project goings-on today because we lost anyone even remotely
permanently-partnered, and with meg and her friends off at a
conference this weekend, i am alone, lonely, plus i felt obligated to
go. now i wish i had not, and it says a lot that i would have rather
stayed alone at home, cos then i'd know who has hairballs.
there are some things in my life that simply *must* change. ...i just
cannot enumerate them. just feel pity towards me. this sucks. i
eventually want one nice valentine's day; it is on my to-do list.
p.s.: happy v-day. :-*
Ok, so I have one Siamese with no hairballs, ever. Two black cats, and one blue tuxedo cat -- they are my only hairball candidates. I have a barfed hairball which is currently drying out, so that I can try to narrow it down to the two black cats, or the one blue cat. The problem is, this is a big-assed hairball...yet everyone is healthy, happy, eating, drinking...everything.
How in the hell can I tell whose hairball this is? Could a cat barf up a hairball the size of the one in Wikipedia and be ok? I gave everyone a dose of Laxastat (I keep it on hand for Squooshable), but...heavens; I have never had hairball problems until now! Who? Why?
One more thing to stress over.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
'different' to listen to and learn from, and occasionally 'a little
upsetting'. this is because the person was (per them) raised catholic.
and i 'pick on' catholics. i do this by, in general terms, discussing
history, including numerous epistemological paradigms, some of which
are contrary to, well, dogma. we cover the dogmatists, too. :-) but i
'pick on' catholics...as if i could make up the dark ages, or tetzel.
snort. no, i told them, all confirmation biases aside, listen
carefully and you'll hear that i have a throughline that is impartial
to any religion or belief system -- i 'pick on' them all, equally.
'you mean i am listening for the catholic ones?'
i do not know if this means i can notch one up for freethought or not.
it may be too early to call.
i probably should not have first asked if the blame was on me, them,
or the catholic church...at least not in such a deadpan way. hee.
oh, i crack me up.
Monday, February 09, 2009
cos the headache is monsterous. i am the last person at my doctor's
this evening, and feel like i am going to freaking die. i am sooo
this helps the stress i am feeling not in the least. one month to a
serious project deadline. this is not good. not at all.