The site is in French, so I don’t know the history. A friend forwarded this to me. I will warn you that this is extremely upsetting to watch.
“There is no snooze button on a cat who wants breakfast.” -Unknown There is a reason I selected the above quote for this day’s first entry. Enough said. Just when I think ACfH is growing up and settling down, she proves she’s still got a significant percentage of kitten left inside of her. The Professor…
Amazing how one thing leads to another, isn’t it? I did a web search to find some pictures of fried marbles/fried marble jewelry, and came across this blog entry: FuzzyButter, April 27, 2009 It’s black and white and a little grainy, but that could have been the same magazine my mom worked from when she…
Have I mentioned recently how much I love my regular doctor? In the course of my life I’ve had good doctors and bad, technically excellent doctors who have no ability to talk in terms the patient understands, and doctors who simply don’t talk at all. And then there’s my GP. I had a 10:00 a.m….
I can’t decide which would be worse: Smarty Jones losing the Belmont on Saturday, or Smarty Jones winning the Belmont. I feel like a little kid in the back of the station wagon going to Gradma’s. Instead of “Are we there yet?” however, the phrase repeating over and over in my head is “Is it…
Frankly, a sleigh would have been a far more appropriate vehicle to use today than my trusty Escort. I’m not saying that the Escort didn’t do a yeoman’s job; indeed it met or beat expectations at every hairy intersection and daunting hill. But snow clean up is far from complete in my little corner of…
Three of us went to the vet clinic tonight. Two of us came home, leaving a large piece of our hearts behind. Sometimes doing the right thing hurts like hell.
Yes. I cried.
Sadly enough I’ve seen something similar. Pardon me while I go into some history of my cat Dusty. Back in ’97 we had a very, very early hard freeze in late September. Ray called me late one afternoon saying that he’d found three kittens that weren’t more than 10 days old in the back of the shop (their eyes weren’t yet open). He’d seen a cat dead in the road by the shop earlier in the day. He called to ask if he could bring them home *rolls eyes*. Like I was going to say no?? Anyway, he got home with them about 15 minutes later. They were so cold they were stiff and their noses and mouths were packed full of dirt from them rooting on the floor trying to find food. We lost one of them almost immediately. The other two, Dusty (her full name is Dusty Q. Popsicle for the above stated reasons)and her sister beat the odds of cellular explosion from rewarming from the hypothermia and all was good for about two and a half weeks. I went in one morning to give them a bottle and saw Dusty kneeding and nuzzling her sister and I thought it was really cute until I got close enough to realize that her sister had passed away in the night. I really think she was trying to revive her and I suspect the cat in the video is doing the same. They probably had run together for years. It’s heartbreaking to watch.