I hmphed at Alton Brown and went to see what the internet said, and huh. There are a lot of people who spend a lot of time sharpening knives. I did not know this.

Anyway, I am apparently content with the level of sharp my implements are. I suppose we should have them sharpened.

Honing is different than sharpening but it makes knives last longer between sharpening.

S. just uses one of those round metal stick ... things.

That's honing, Amy.

YAY good-news people!

Oh day.

I didn't get home for good until 9.

Though a really crazy series of miscommunication, turns out MK's been on the wrong (not bad wrong, just not as effective wrong, not what they wanted him on wrong) insulin. It's a combo of misunderstandings/telephone-game/misplaced sheet at checkout at the clinic and me not pushing back because I thought I understood. ANYWAY, upshot is MK is on a newer!better! insulin and they didn't charge me for the insulin or the bloodwork, since they were part of the error. And one of my favorite techs (lisah: Kendall) offered to drop by my house to deliver the insulin (made more sense for me to wait for him at the vets' since he was coming from the westside, vet is central and I'm east, but it was appreciated.) Honestly, I see how it happened, and I was a part of it.

And now I'm laundering towels. MK peed on the first one at the vet, then pooped on the one the tech gave me a BLOCK from the vet's. Classic.

I've been up since 5fucking30. And the last half of the workday was a total clusterfuck.

honing? divining?

one of those round metal stick ... things.

Honing steel, or sharpening steel, or just a steel.

Honing! Gotcha. Although it would be funny to make him try and divine water with it.

I told you guys the water company came out with a divining rod when we asked them to mark where the water lines were during our house build, right? The SO was all, "What is he doing!?!" and our builder looked out and was all, "Oh, witching for water."

My mother swears we found all the wells on our old property by having a cousin "witch" for them. I reserve judgment.

I've skipped madly to the end to ask cat-capturing advice: Sammie the Cat, after two days gone, has returned to my patio, and is pleased to see me. I found a bunch of pale fur in the driveway the morning he didn't come back and I was halfway sure he'd been eaten by something. It's been raining heavily the whole time, though, and I know he has some hidey-place he goes to when it rains, so that's probably where he's been. (I am certain he does not have a human.) After that little panic, I'm determined not to let him get away again. BUT! It's nighttime, and the vet doesn't open until 9am. Should I leave him in a kennel-box all night long? Presuming I can even get him in it. Should I bring him in or leave him outside? I don't want him inside until he's been checked by the vet and I know he's not bringing my inside kitties any diseases. I've never had to capture a cat before, and as friendly as he is towards me, I know he's not going to just walk into that box. What should I do? He's usually here in the mornings for food, but what if he leaves again and doesn't come back? fret