To bed at 130a, out of bed at 820a.

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I'm feeling better, or I'm getting used to the pain.

Maybe a bit of both.

Either way, it's not so bad today, but getting any sort of decent sleep is still difficult.

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Callie had another litter, these ones seem quite a bit more healthy. Lots of smoke and spikes with these ones ❤️


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I didn't feel like this when I left the house yesterday, so I can only assume I sat "wrong" in the seat of my car ( Read more... )

Yesterday I woke up at the usual time, slouched around, made food, hung out a bit, and then about five hours later was absurdly tired and so too a nap ( Read more... )

Was planning on a day when I could get some "in the way" stuff done, but woke up to some ants in the kitchen. They were tripping over themselves searching for the cat barf Cookie dispensed over the stereo speaker ( Read more... )

I am awash in projects ( Read more... )

This will be the eighth kitty to die in less than a month.

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Bandit was another of Callie's litter (now three of the original 7 are left).

She acclimated more quickly than any of the others, and seemed to enjoy being picked up and snuggled, even when it was to be wiped down or transferring jails.

She was, as some say, a sweetie.

I'm retiring Boots as a cat name.

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Came out to the garage to find him tucked into a corner of the jail, dead.

His eyes were closed, so hopefully it just happened while he slept, hopefully there was no struggle.

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I really can't express adequately how deep these stabs go.

Callie's first (hopefully only) litter started at 7. One disappeared very early ( Read more... )

A week after having gone to the animal doctor; the exams, blood tests, and guess-y medicine all have done nothing but make my Enkay recognize oral syringes ( Read more... )

It's been a while. I kind of stopped keeping track of things a while back and haven't gotten back on that horse ( Read more... )