Time for another Serious Talk with my cat.
I have already had that talk with both mine. And I told Oz that he's going to have to lose a few pounds too.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Time for another Serious Talk with my cat.
I have already had that talk with both mine. And I told Oz that he's going to have to lose a few pounds too.
I figured out why the Segway is spelled the way it is when I realized it was the phonetic version of segue, which is the word for a transition from one thing to another, or from one place to another. I felt so smart, like when I figured out a "Who Wants to be a Millionaire?" question that "karaoke" means "empty orchestra" because it has the same first syllable as "karate,", which means "empty hand."
I may have been a bit insufferably smug about that.
Time for another Serious Talk with my cat.
Me too.
Sue, I am sorry. That's hard.
I have already had that talk with both mine. And I told Oz that he's going to have to lose a few pounds too.
I am confident that these talks will prevent our cats from ever getting sick or dying.
Time for another Serious Talk with my cat.
I am confident that these talks will prevent our cats from ever getting sick or dying.
I don't expect the ever part, but I have had several talks since September with Perkins the (14 year old, bad kidney-ed) cat about how he is Not Allowed to get seriously sick until at least next October.
I already started trying to feed Oz pumpkin this weekend, as a low fat replacement for some of his food. It's not going that well, but if he's hungry enough, he'll eat it.
I am confident that these talks will prevent our cats from ever getting sick or dying.
My Brother's dog died two weeks ago, so I am already having stressful thoughts about things coming in threes.
I am confused by "seneschal."
I spent a small fortune having one of Ruby's teeth pulled a couple of months ago. I didn't realize how bad an abscess had become, and had GREAT TERRIBLE GUILT that I let her be in pain. And then Kristen had to help me wrestle her down to get her antibiotics and pain meds inside her.
RUBY! I AM TRYING TO HELP YOU. STOP FREAKING OUT.
Also, please tell me when you do not feel good. Somehow.
Your poor mom, Sue. I've got a 19+ year old diabetic cat. I'm past the borrowed time part and have been moved onto a prepayment plan...
My dad has taken to delivering bad/sad news in email. Which, well, it is so dad. Means he doesn't have to talk about it. Usually the subject line is the name of the person/pet, and a terse single line inside.
Less than ideal (how I got the news my aunt had died, in the middle of the day at work) but...the phone call would contain just about as much actual words.
This means that when I got an email at work just before Xmas with just Josh in the subject line, I about had a heart attack.
He was asking for gift ideas.
OMG, your dad!
I am confused by "seneschal."
Who with the what now?