I check my drink every time I take a sip now.
It just figures that I got the cat with the disorder I have been trying to avoid.
*Remember Julia Fordham's song Porcelain? I love it, still.
Along came Suki. Another live Kitty Baby! Karen rushed over to see her, they fell in love and now I have Karen's Snoopy and the live version of her beloved puppet. But she has her kids which she said I could have when they turned 13 and got all moody and talk backy but that hasn't happened. I think we're even. Let the photos begin.
Photo one: The original Kitty Baby
Photo two: LIVE Kitty Baby and Snoopy taking a disco nap.
*Keep in mind, we named more than one of our dogs Sam. We stick with what we like.
My husband is featured in our newspaper today because he has big muscles, and is friendly and fearless. Oh, and he has a cool job. I was really excited to see that they spelled his name right! My curse is not community property! And, I was happy to see nobody dissed him in the interview, unlike the time I was in the same paper. Ah, they must not realize he is married to an outsider. If you read the interview you will see why I love this guy. He has such a great attitude. I especially like the part that says I am understanding (of course). Go read the interview here.
While Dustin was signing autographs, I took Suki to the vet. It turns out my suspicions were right~ she is older than 6-8 weeks for sure! See, I understand things. Suki is about 4 months old! She will be getting spayed in a few weeks which I hope will help with the constant moaning. Hey, I understand the moaning, too. Is it safe to give cats chocolate for PMS relief? She also has fleas! Poor thing. She's all sad and lethargic from all the shots today so I am on cat barf watch while I work.
Karen is on her way over so let's see if Suki will barf all over her Auntie. I think it's time the favor be returned.
*photo by Bill Inoshita
In the midst of a very busy and hectic week with stuff I really wanted to do, we suddenly and unexpectedly got a kitten that looks just like our last cat! One of the people at CSI (where my husband works) brought some kittens to work that they were going to take to a shelter and the next thing I knew, this little one was on my couch. I think she is about 6 or 7 weeks old, is very sweet and cuddly, and was kept outside her entire life. She has no idea how to use a litter box even though I keep putting her in it and rubbing her paws in the litter. I fear what is about to happen because though she is eating, she is not going to the bathroom at all, even on the floor. We've made her a home in the bathroom until she learns how to use the box (as all the experts suggest) and I go in every few minutes and play with her. Man, I am tired. I just hope my husband is the one in the bathroom with her when she finally has to go.
We've named this little cutie Suki. The Japanese Suki not the True Blood Soooh-kaaaay. Yet, I suspect any day now I will be shrieking Sooooh-kaaay as I clean up a huge mess. I am trying not to get too attached to her until her vet appointment on Friday. I will get attached when I know she is healthy and not a second sooner. I am not in the mood to press my luck.
Aw...isn't she cute?! I'm not attached, though.