I managed to drip taco sauce all over my youngest nephew while eating at a restaurant one handedfcf. HE's helping me type by grabbing my fingers right now and belching.

I've now clipped the nails of the other cat -- the very fluffy one. She complains but doesn't really struggle. But she is so fluffy it is difficult to see her claws.

I wish vets made house calls.

erikaj, I've been wondering, too, if Mrs. D. has MS or myasthenia or some neuromuscular problem that they can't diagnose so they decide is all in her head.

I wish vets made house calls.

We do have mobile vets in our area who come to you. Have you checked to see if there are any in your area?

I mean, she does seem kind of tightly wound, too. But feeling like you can't rely on your body, when you always have could do that, I imagine. Hell, even when you're used to it, it's no day at the beach.

It was kind of a general wish, Bobbi. I'm currently petless. As far as I know, though, I've never lived in a place with mobile vets.

Bobbi, exactly what I was going to write! Especially if you've got several cats who need a well-cat visit for shots and stuff, it can make life a lot easier for all.

I went to a 4H fair today, which was a big ol' one, with everything from beef cattle to Seeing Eye Puppies. And then the Fabric Sale was offering $2 grocery bag "all you can carry" deals, so I got a couple pounds of calico scraps that the quilters I know may enjoy a bunch. My niece was enchanted....

So far today, I have bought cleaning supplies, taken in the dry cleaning that's been in my car for a few months, had brunch with JZ, bounced Matilda on my knee, tormented my cat, and am now home again. I suspect a brief nap might be in order before I actually start the cleaning.

Today has been a bust so far. No cleaning done, but some Dirty Jobs watching, lots of TWoP reading done, and coffee and oatmeal consumed.