Heaven in Hard Times

Tommie's mellowed out a little with the babies - she doesn't exactly love when we play with them, but she lets us. And then tries to find another good hiding place so we can't steal them again.

Her newest hiding place is...right next to my bed. Totally out in the open. My cat has no brains - but that's a good thing! 'Cause it means I've gotten exclusive kitten time for two days whenever I want it.

( Babies )

Tommie doesn't want anyone around the PWECIOUS WIDDLE BAYBIEZ at the moment, so pictures will be scarce...but I did manage to get a couple blurry cell phone pics woohoo.


The proud Mama with Maverick.


And while Tommie was eating...a squirmy baby kitty pile OMG SO PRECIOUS.

Our house has turned into an animal hospital, it feels like.

Rosie has a chronic ear infection issue. I don't remember how long it's been going on; it's been a while. Started with a hematoma, that burst (glad I wasn't home for THAT), she had surgery (she has one floppy ear and one pointy ear IT IS THE CUTEST THING EVER YOU GUYS) and since then it's just been constant ear troubles. For a long time we were just keeping it in check with constant ear cleaning; three weeks or so ago her bad ear (the floppy one) swelled shut and I couldn't even get to the bad part to clean it anymore (I'm the only one she lets clean her ears; she throws a fit for anyone else). So off to the vet...and she's been taking a steady round of pills for two weeks now, plus the regular ear cleaning. She goes back to the vet on Friday, maybe she'll be done. With the pills...she won't be done with the regular cleanings till we can afford ear canal surgery. And she hates the cleaning. Yippee.

I don't think I mentioned it, but Tommie was pregnant. Our best guess was she would've had kittens second week of September ish. Obviously by my use of the past tense that's not gonna happen...she miscarried. So she went off to the vet a week after Rosie did, after Mom and Andrea and I all noticed her acting funny. We all guessed the pregnancy failed...and we were right. Mom and I trundled her off to the vet - and she behaved so well! You guys, my kitty is awesome - where we were told she wasn't pregnant, that might mean she had feline leukemia, and even if she didn't she definitely had an infection. So antibiotics for the poor baby and off we went to stress until the vet closed and we didn't get a call about leukemia.

So every morning when I get up, Rosie gets Cephalexin, Prednisone (actually, this week the Prednisone is just every other day), and Benadryl, each wrapped up in a slice of turkey (or ham), and then Tommie gets a dropper full of pink amoxicillin (and behaves SO WELL OMG. I can give it to her without anyone extra to hold her down! She's so awesome. I love my baby). And every night Rosie gets Cephalexin and Benadryl in her food - although for the past couple nights she hasn't been eating all her food, so tonight I wanna leave the pills out and see if it's them or her appetite that's the problem - and Tommie gets another dropper full.

And everyone seems to be feeling better. Rosie especially - the change in her is incredible. She's suddenly happy all the time, yaaay.

I keep meaning to write up a post about the difference between misogynist characters and misogynist text. I'm entirely too lazy, yay. Also something sprouting from that last fanficrants post I linked, about where I believe author's rights extend and don't extend. Clearly too lazy for that, too. We shall see.

My dad's gonna rent a U-Haul and we're gonna tow my car home. I'm not entirely sure this is the best of all the options he came up with, but eh. And if he expects me to drive he is insane. Big honking truck with a car behind it nooooo thank you. He did most of the driving when we came down here, so he should be fine.

I've been stressing all day about the kitties but I think they'll be fine. My dad's gonna bring down two cat carriers, I've got plenty of food left so I can pack up a tupperware container for them, and I can do a shoebox or something full of litter. PetSmart sells a bunch of different kitty anxiety pills, so I'll probably drug them up for the drive, and afaik right now we're planning on stopping somewhere overnight so they can get some time out of the carriers to eat and poo. I'm still nervous; this is a long drive, and they've never even been in the car before, and I'm worried how they'll settle with the pets at home and I am terrified I'll have to give them up...but I'll do what I can. But. *frets*

Had a wicked migraine last night. Didn't wanna take Excedrin on such an empty stomach - caffeine, and all - so I took a bunch of Ibuprofen and crawled into bed around 11. Woke up wide-awake around 2, settled in to watch some tv, and around 2:30 my roommate knocked on my door to say she hadn't realized I'd been planning on going to bed so early, she'd been planning to go to the grocery store late, avoid the heat. I actually hadn't known our Ingles was open 24 hours, lol. I needed a check cashed and neither of us thought I'd be able to do it that late but we headed out anyway; we were right, no check cashy...and the manager told us even if we'd shown up during the day they wouldn't have cashed my particular check. Right, yay. I had a little cash so I grabbed some frozen goodies.

We had a pretty decent talk, she's less sullen and guilt-trippy than initially. So, y'know, yay. This morning (I say morning, it was after 2, w/e) we went to her bank to cash my check and back to the grocery store. I has food now; and since I was spending my birthday money I bought expensive tea instead of the cheapo store-brand bulk-boxed green tea I've been buying. The current pitcher is Bigelow Plantation Mint, which has always been one of my favorites. And I splurged on some Thai Kitchen Chili Garlic sauce because OM NOM NOM.

Rock Band PS2 is only $100 at Amazon right now. I...don't have $100. But for RB, that is cheap. Enh enh enh.

Gina the bitchy one is sleeping on my bed instead of under it omgyay

I just bought a laptop. Cheapo Toshiba Satellite. Hooray debt.

I hate being down about reviews, because it's SO much more fun to be the person listening to everyone ELSE complain, secure with a passel of regular reviewers and dispensing "as long as you're happy with your work, does it matter?"

Yes. Yes it does. Because I'm incredibly happy with my work lately, the rate I'm churning it out and the quality and even the silly little idiot fics that only exist because they make a few people chuckle. I'm thrilled with my writing lately.

But. I've had 3 regular reviewers since...God, probably since my first fic. 3 people who always popped off a review within 24 hours.

2 of them have stopped. Both, as far as I know, for personal reasons.

Which REALLY gets to me. It seems petty and silly to me, but then what do I know.

But...blah. Suppose the downer is partially my fault, posting so much and on a holiday weekend and expecting too much. Whatever.

Yay pictures.

( Bon Jovi Action Figures )

( Kittieeees )

Gina's significantly less friendly than Tommie. She's warming up, but not as fast. Last night Tommie came marching out from under the bed to demand I cuddle her Right. Now. And curled up with me in bed and she'ssosweet *glee*

( KITTINZ )

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