Ar Hyd y Nos
As predicted, much pitiful mewing in the wee hours. And the not-so-wee hours. And the definitely not-even-close-to-being-wee hours.
She’s breaking my heart.
As predicted, much pitiful mewing in the wee hours. And the not-so-wee hours. And the definitely not-even-close-to-being-wee hours.
She’s breaking my heart.
Jamisinc: In the beginning, the deal was that we’d split everything 50/50 chore-wise. That (for obvious reasons) didn’t last too long. The Professor hates cooking. In fact, I’d take it a step further and say he’s intimidated by it. When he lived alone, he ate every meal out, or had take-away. He at first said…
Saw the nice hand doctor today, who confirmed what I already knew: it’s the knife for me. Surgery is scheduled for October 20th. It’ll be followed by a period of therapy, but Dr. Digits says that most of the time surgery is totally successful. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten to add a neat…
When the Professor moved in with me, it was a huge move on his part. He was eager to move in (actually, I would have preferred had it not been so rushed, but sometimes the timing demands its own pace), but he was used to having space to himself. I only have a small, two…
Coughing, vomitting, temp=102.1. I think I’ve pulled every muscle in my abdomen that I possess. Going back to bed now.
I was less inclined to view snowflakes with a kindly eye this morning. One-on-one they are amazing creatures, but last night they roved in gangs. Snowflakes with a mob mentality are not to be taken lightly. I reflected upon this as I scraped the ice off my car this morning. The driver’s side door was…
Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amazing, practical, and always interesting. someone who is constantly the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding, someone who’ll always cheer them up and help them out.
It’s so hard to do anything with much joy when there is an animal in the house who is unhappy.
Ask me how I know.
Hope things get better….
Can’t think of a more appropriate song for the situation.
The poor little mite. And poor sleep-deprived caregivers 🙁
ew, about making up things,
my favorite music from ozzie is 33silent
Poor wee thing. Does she have to wear an e-collar?
When Dunkie has his allergies and has to wear his e-collar and he itches all over but can’t get to it and sometimes he whines, that breaks my heart. I can totally relate. You can’t explain things to them, either. "It’s not my fault!" you want to say.