Not very clever... but brave.

I've been fooling around in an old-ish computer game called Sacred, and there's a character who has that line as an occasional blow-off after defeating an enemy. "That was brave. Not very clever, but brave."

Yesterday, I decided that, given the difficulties of herding cats, I'd take both of my cats to the vet the same day. Skitty had problems with her teeth, and Chibi had to be re-evaluated for his nose.

Well, I was right to be concerned about Skitty; her teeth problems were more serious than I thought, and they had to do an extraction on one molar that had some kind of lesion that was affecting her jaw. I thought she'd been hiding more than usual, and figured it might be because of sickness. She's on a course of antibiotics and painkillers.

Chibi... alas, last time I was there, they'd suggested he might have an autoimmune issue, but they apparently changed their minds about that. They sent me home with these capsules full of powder that I'm supposed to give him. I'm starting to hope he can swallow them whole, because other than that, I can't think of any other way to get the powder inside him.

You see, my cats graze all day on dry food, so when there's canned food out, they don't come running to gobble it up. If they did, I could sprinkle the powder on his food. But they don't have consistent eating patterns, so I'd never know which cat ate the powder.

Then again, that might change. Skitty is on a canned-food restriction for two weeks, so maybe I can train them to eat when food is set out.

(BTW: does anyone know how long it's safe to leave canned food out in the bowl?)

Anyway... wrangling two cats, with various illnesses and sensitivities is not my idea of a good time. But, it's done, and Skitty is healing and Chibi is... well, still stuck with frequent sinus infections. But maybe this powder will help. (See? This is me, being pessimistic. I think I'm going to have to push them to search him for tooth fragments.) And it's another vet visit done with, for a while at least.

Not very clever... but brave.

I've been fooling around in an old-ish computer game called Sacred, and there's a character who has that line as an occasional blow-off after defeating an enemy. "That was brave. Not very clever, but brave."

Yesterday, I decided that, given the difficulties of herding cats, I'd take both of my cats to the vet the same day. Skitty had problems with her teeth, and Chibi had to be re-evaluated for his nose.

Well, I was right to be concerned about Skitty; her teeth problems were more serious than I thought, and they had to do an extraction on one molar that had some kind of lesion that was affecting her jaw. I thought she'd been hiding more than usual, and figured it might be because of sickness. She's on a course of antibiotics and painkillers.

Chibi... alas, last time I was there, they'd suggested he might have an autoimmune issue, but they apparently changed their minds about that. They sent me home with these capsules full of powder that I'm supposed to give him. I'm starting to hope he can swallow them whole, because other than that, I can't think of any other way to get the powder inside him.

You see, my cats graze all day on dry food, so when there's canned food out, they don't come running to gobble it up. If they did, I could sprinkle the powder on his food. But they don't have consistent eating patterns, so I'd never know which cat ate the powder.

Then again, that might change. Skitty is on a canned-food restriction for two weeks, so maybe I can train them to eat when food is set out.

(BTW: does anyone know how long it's safe to leave canned food out in the bowl?)

Anyway... wrangling two cats, with various illnesses and sensitivities is not my idea of a good time. But, it's done, and Skitty is healing and Chibi is... well, still stuck with frequent sinus infections. But maybe this powder will help. (See? This is me, being pessimistic. I think I'm going to have to push them to search him for tooth fragments.) And it's another vet visit done with, for a while at least.

Possessiveness

I reckon it's part of being human to have bouts of irrational possessiveness. You know, "what are you doing, driving on *my* street when *I* want to make a left turn?" or "how dare you pour the last cup of coffee from the community coffee pot, when it was rightfully mine because I wanted it!"

Today, though...

See, there's a pool in the apartment complex, and really, as with all such pools, it's for families to play in. I remind myself of this as a ward against grumpiness. It's more like, I should make sure that I don't bother the kids who are playing in the pool when I'm the intruder trying to use it for something else.

But as I was swimming tonight, I saw two kids jump in to the pool. I was annoyed; this was supposed to be a "I get the whole pool to myself!" night. Okay, but the pool is for kids right?

But what kind of friggin' moron would go swimming when it's in the high 60s?

Oh... yeah.

Actually, they didn't last long... in fact, I'm wondering if they thought "Hey, that long haired weirdo is in the pool, it must be warm enough for swimming!" I guess no one told them I'm part polar bear :-).

Possessiveness

I reckon it's part of being human to have bouts of irrational possessiveness. You know, "what are you doing, driving on *my* street when *I* want to make a left turn?" or "how dare you pour the last cup of coffee from the community coffee pot, when it was rightfully mine because I wanted it!"

Today, though...

See, there's a pool in the apartment complex, and really, as with all such pools, it's for families to play in. I remind myself of this as a ward against grumpiness. It's more like, I should make sure that I don't bother the kids who are playing in the pool when I'm the intruder trying to use it for something else.

But as I was swimming tonight, I saw two kids jump in to the pool. I was annoyed; this was supposed to be a "I get the whole pool to myself!" night. Okay, but the pool is for kids right?

But what kind of friggin' moron would go swimming when it's in the high 60s?

Oh... yeah.

Actually, they didn't last long... in fact, I'm wondering if they thought "Hey, that long haired weirdo is in the pool, it must be warm enough for swimming!" I guess no one told them I'm part polar bear :-).