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Nov. 7th, 2016 05:25 pmCats are vetted. Snip's fine, Lily's skinny (but Marlene is fine too). Sometime tomorrow they'll call me and tell me if it's Lily's thyroid; if it is, pill every day for the rest of her life (to start with; if that doesn't work, I get a radioactive cat for a little while). If it isn't, find food she likes and provide her with lots of it.
We sort of started on the wrong foot because I was just persuading the cats to come into the bathroom and eat cheese when the doorbell rang. Lily shot off somewhere like a guided missile, so I went down and let Dr. G in and he stayed downstairs while I reconvinced Snip to stay in the bathroom, found Lily and more or less chucked her into the bathroom and shut the door in her face. And then Lily had to have blood drawn after the shots/exam/manicure process. But at least she's still speaking to me in a "Hey, what about dinner?" sort of way.
There are other things I could have done today, but they all got postponed in favor of finally finishing that book about the WWII concentration camps. Heavy stuff. Part of my brain thinks that book is worth keeping, but there's another part that doesn't want it in the house any longer than it took to finish it. For now, it's living in the vicinity of the "somebody please take away these books" boxes. Which, eventually, will go either out on the curb on trash day, or some will go to work and I'll finally set up the Official HSDM Non-Dental Book Swap Shelf. I'm not sure anyone at work would actually want to read the nonfiction stuff I've been reading for the last year or so.
Tomorrow I plan to vote on the way to work and then come home and put Octarium's version of Ubi Caritas on repeat until I get sick of hearing it. Where charity and love are, there the gods are. (Which is not what the original says, of course. But I'm not Christian, so I'm allowed to think there are several gods. If there are any at all. It's complicated.) In any case, I will not be looking at any election news until Wednesday morning. I've had enough.
We sort of started on the wrong foot because I was just persuading the cats to come into the bathroom and eat cheese when the doorbell rang. Lily shot off somewhere like a guided missile, so I went down and let Dr. G in and he stayed downstairs while I reconvinced Snip to stay in the bathroom, found Lily and more or less chucked her into the bathroom and shut the door in her face. And then Lily had to have blood drawn after the shots/exam/manicure process. But at least she's still speaking to me in a "Hey, what about dinner?" sort of way.
There are other things I could have done today, but they all got postponed in favor of finally finishing that book about the WWII concentration camps. Heavy stuff. Part of my brain thinks that book is worth keeping, but there's another part that doesn't want it in the house any longer than it took to finish it. For now, it's living in the vicinity of the "somebody please take away these books" boxes. Which, eventually, will go either out on the curb on trash day, or some will go to work and I'll finally set up the Official HSDM Non-Dental Book Swap Shelf. I'm not sure anyone at work would actually want to read the nonfiction stuff I've been reading for the last year or so.
Tomorrow I plan to vote on the way to work and then come home and put Octarium's version of Ubi Caritas on repeat until I get sick of hearing it. Where charity and love are, there the gods are. (Which is not what the original says, of course. But I'm not Christian, so I'm allowed to think there are several gods. If there are any at all. It's complicated.) In any case, I will not be looking at any election news until Wednesday morning. I've had enough.
