It's alive!
Today I was browsing the online site for the local jail (hey, small town, slow news day) for a ‘Where Are They Now?’ check, and I swear one of the dudes looks like Sloth from Goonies. It was even more amusing it being Talk Like a Pirate Day. I once had a cat named Wille. He being one-eyed, it seemed a good name for him.
One may be around four months old and the second one is probably 8 to 10 weeks old. Both are male tabbies and look up at you with wide-eyed gazes much like Puss n’ Boots. The oldest is needy/kneady as in stop, drop, and roll around on the floor while kneading the air, trying to get you to rub his brown belly or pick him up to cuddle. The little one stands about five inches high and hops around like a bunny. Big kitty’s name is Buster and little kitty’s name is Hugo, his full name being: Hugo Glenn Coco! I need to start saving to get them neutered and I’m hoping to find them a home together. I’m used to my indoor lady cats not these rowdy boys running through the house and roughhousing.
Mom’s been to the doc twice in the last week with bronchitis, ear infection, etc. Dad was also sick last week. My brother’s dealing with a low sodium level which needs to be brought up before he can get surgery on his foot. His foot was broken years ago and the bones have shifted causing large boney growths atop and under his foot. The podiatrist plans to scrape the bone/arthritis and use metal pins/ plate to prevent it from worsening in the future. David also has osteoporosis which will make it tricky. His surgery has been cancelled twice already. First time a storm knocked the power out at the hospital and they were using a generator for essential machines. At least he wasn’t the patient before him who was woken to be told the surgery hadn’t been done. The second time the anesthesiologist caught the low sodium, so David had to change out of the hospital gown and we made the one hour return trip. It had been an early morning since we were at the hospital before the ass crack of dawn and while driving home, Dad dozed off and grazed the guardrail. Minimal damage to the car (surprised there were no piss stains on the seats) and most importantly we’re all okay.
Last week was another trip to the pharmacy. I had already picked up 11 (yes, eleven) of my prescriptions when lab results came back with a Vitamin D deficiency, again. Here’s hoping 50,000 IU of Vitamin D once a week for six months will help with the inflammation and pain in the muscles and joints. /Roseanne Roseannadanna/Debbie Downer/Eeyore/You get the gist.
So very glad it’s Friday! I shall leave you with a picture of the little rascals, Buster and Hugo.
One may be around four months old and the second one is probably 8 to 10 weeks old. Both are male tabbies and look up at you with wide-eyed gazes much like Puss n’ Boots. The oldest is needy/kneady as in stop, drop, and roll around on the floor while kneading the air, trying to get you to rub his brown belly or pick him up to cuddle. The little one stands about five inches high and hops around like a bunny. Big kitty’s name is Buster and little kitty’s name is Hugo, his full name being: Hugo Glenn Coco! I need to start saving to get them neutered and I’m hoping to find them a home together. I’m used to my indoor lady cats not these rowdy boys running through the house and roughhousing.
Mom’s been to the doc twice in the last week with bronchitis, ear infection, etc. Dad was also sick last week. My brother’s dealing with a low sodium level which needs to be brought up before he can get surgery on his foot. His foot was broken years ago and the bones have shifted causing large boney growths atop and under his foot. The podiatrist plans to scrape the bone/arthritis and use metal pins/ plate to prevent it from worsening in the future. David also has osteoporosis which will make it tricky. His surgery has been cancelled twice already. First time a storm knocked the power out at the hospital and they were using a generator for essential machines. At least he wasn’t the patient before him who was woken to be told the surgery hadn’t been done. The second time the anesthesiologist caught the low sodium, so David had to change out of the hospital gown and we made the one hour return trip. It had been an early morning since we were at the hospital before the ass crack of dawn and while driving home, Dad dozed off and grazed the guardrail. Minimal damage to the car (surprised there were no piss stains on the seats) and most importantly we’re all okay.
Last week was another trip to the pharmacy. I had already picked up 11 (yes, eleven) of my prescriptions when lab results came back with a Vitamin D deficiency, again. Here’s hoping 50,000 IU of Vitamin D once a week for six months will help with the inflammation and pain in the muscles and joints. /Roseanne Roseannadanna/Debbie Downer/Eeyore/You get the gist.
So very glad it’s Friday! I shall leave you with a picture of the little rascals, Buster and Hugo.
