It feels so silly and irrelevent (nevermind I will be an utter and complete mess when I lose my two.) But she was a part of our conversations over 2000 miles and she was too young to die from stress from a catfight.
My family LOVES cats. I feel bad for my brother. He (in high school) was the one who found Momma and her litter abandoned in a PizzaHut lot and brought them home. When my parents were out of town. Suckers is tattooed on our heads.
Suckers is tattooed on our heads.
Not unless it's spelled "kind and decent humans." It's how we ended up with 2 of the three animals (a cat and the dog).
10:00 is a respectable time to go to bed, right?
Signed,
Not an old foogie.
Everybody's gone to bed already, Perkins.
zzzzzzz
Nope. I'm still here. DF is snoring on the couch, the dog is on the loveseat, one cat is in the bathroom sink, and the other is on top of the dog's cage.
I just don't have anything interesting to say. Boring, thy face is mine.
For me fever is anything over 98 and BOY do I notice it. Cramps bump me up to 99 F and I feel like I'm in a steamroom. Bleah.
With a low-grade fever, the palms of my hands and soles of my feet feel unbearably hot. Once I go above 99.5, that disappears, but I get shaky and feeble, I have no energy, and I usually alternate between feeling too cold and too hot.
Everybody's gone to bed already, Perkins.
Smart people. I should have, but instead I am watching bad TV.
I'm not asleep. I'm kind of bored, and wondering what I should do for dinner. Hi, Perkins!
When I get a fever, my bones feel a little bit fragile, and my skin feels prickly, and like my body doesn't fit together like it should. Sometimes there's the hot and cold thing, and usually there's a need for sleep. Also, I apparently look really pretty when I'm feverish, since I almost always get several compliments. Which is, you know, kind of sad.