Tag: Cat

Random Stuff

Tuukka Rask returned to the Bruins tonight and beat the Flyers 3-2. Pastrnak scored all three goals. A hat trick for Pasta tonight after a hat trick for Marchand last night. Sweetness all around.

Note to self: you opened a new jug of distilled water for the CPAP machine’s humidifier tonight. Try and keep track of how long it lasts, for future reference and stuff.

Patches is fully back to normal tonight. We can tell because she puked 17 pounds of partially eaten cat food onto Jen’s desk. Right as rain, feline.

I’m sitting up in bed for a little while. Should I rewatch episode 3 of The Book of Boba Fett or should I watch the first episode of The Peacemaker. Or should I just sleep.

You’re right. Sleep it is.

Possible car music in the morning. We will see when the morning gets here.

Clean Bill of Health

We are home. Patches is out of the cat carrier. She is hiding somewhere and she wants nothing to do with me for a while. She did let us pet her a little before she ran off, so there’s no hard feelings toward the gestapo fat ass who jailed her for almost two hours.

Clean bill of health. She’s fine. Nothing wrong apart from being old. She’s around 14 years old, we think, so it’s natural that she’d be slowing down. No joint issues, no vision issues, no obvious pain. She’s all good.

Good job, my brave little kitty. Sorry about the whole locking you in a cage thing. Meow.

Not a prisoner

She’s not a prisoner, she’s just traveling, I tell myself to assuage my guilt at locking her up.

It usually takes an hour to get her into the carrier. Today it took two minutes. Now she’s packed up and we are crazy early. Shit.

Day Off

It’s 8:53am. Time to punch into work, so I think I’ll go over to Netflix and pop on a show.

HA!

I’m off today!

Some music, some TV, some cleaning, some stressing over Bellana flying to The Netherlands, some cat stress due to needing to take her to the vet.

I have a full day ahead, he said sarcastically. I think I’ll go get some breakfast.

Note: While I am being all gloaty and stuff today. Rest assured I’ll be paying for it with stress tomorrow. What goes around comes around and all that.

Anti-Social Cat

She won’t come over to the bed to hang out with us. I wonder if she knows she’s going to the vet tomorrow. Maybe she can sense it. Worse than the vet though, she’s going in the cat carrier. Oh how she hates that thing.