It might not be obvious from the past set of entries, but I do have a life above and beyond my cats. Other currently pressing items: I’m still waiting on an updated itinerary from Expedia.com for our Christmas flights to California. I tried to look it up online earlier this week, and got a message…
Not me. The Kitten from Hell. She decided to go trick or treating in the apartment last night, after we retired. She found herself a nice, newly opened can of Pounce treats, knocked them off the top of the microwave, chewed the lid off, and ate the entire freaking can. Of course, she barfed the…
My treat for anyone who visits here today: Bat Conservation International I have been a member of BCI for well over a decade now. They are a small not-for-profit group dedicated to bat research, education and conservation. They are based in the United States, but their activities are global. They work on a shoestring budget,…
Got a call smack dab in the middle of dinner from the Elder Sister last night. She asked if she were interrupting anything, so I truthfully told her we were eating, and I made arrangements to call back. After multiple attempts to call her, I finally got through her forever-busy line. Turns out she’d seen…
Kitten from Hell is a Domestic Shorthair no-name brand. She was a “dump” at the clinic where a friend of mine practices. She was about 8 to 10 weeks old when she was abandoned at the vet’s, and other than ear mites was in good health. My friend was away at the time the kitten…
Can’t shake this bronchitis. I spent most of the weekend gasping for breath. Walking up the two flights of stairs to my apartment winds me to the point where I have to sit down and rest for fifteen minutes after undertaking the effort. I’ve had to do the stairs quite a few times this weekend…
The professor is still asleep. I’m hoping he sleeps until Monday. The Kitten is in trouble this time for sure. This is what greeted me when I got up to feed the cats this morning: Even through sleep blurred eyes, I was afraid I knew what it was. Counselor Troy? I dared to look more…
The Professor needed the kitchen last night to do some preparation for tonight’s lamb Vindaloo meal. “The cookbook says one hour prep, one hour cooking,” he informed me. We both figured it would take him a little longer. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 5:10 p.m. – I arrive home. The Professor is already in the kitchen. I take that…
I’ve been meaning to get some jpgs loaded to my album for some time. Rather than make everybody go through my back entries to find them, I’ll include them all in this entry as well. The Kitten from Hell is going to be one of those cats who reacts to catnip. I feel sorry for…