I discovered that he can turn to liquid and slip out of a harness faster than I can yell "No!" and grab him.
That was Dread Beastie's trick, too. We've thought about trying to harness-train Vlad and Erzabet, but they're too big and rambunctious. I have a horrifying vision of Vlad really liking Outside and knocking out window screens so he can get Out.
(Seriously, Vlad is HUGE. Just turned two, is bigger than Tzepesh ever was, and is almost the same size Beastie was. We grow giant cats, apparently.)
Leo is not a small cat. He did once shove a screen out of an open window and escape. I didn't know it for hours. He discovered skunk juice on that excursion. Now windows don't stay open more than a cat's head width unless I'm in the room! He hasn't tried that trick again though. Guess the skunk learnt him a lesson.
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a Lesson, dammit, Samsung keyboard.
congratulations, Sheryl!
So, this happened tonight at dinner: [link] Sprog. We are in so much trouble.
Arrrggg. I had a follow-up with the ob/gyn to make sure my Mirena is in the right place. Well, first they had told me I needed a full bladder for the ultrasound. So, I was ready for that. Then they were over 30 minutes late calling me back, only to tell me I didn't need a full bladder. They were very apologetic, but arrrgggg. Then I get
Mr. Microphone
and she had a difficult time finding it. My uterus is tipped oddly so instead of having the mirena perpendicular to the ultrasound waves, they were bouncing off only the bottom end of it. So, that was a fun experience. Oy. Bottom line is that everything seems fine and I don't have to go back there unless there is a complication.
And now I'm crampy. And grumpy. And want dinner to just appear. At least it was only an 8 hour work day since I had to leave for the appointment that wouldn't end.
Hey, looks like my refi is actually going to close! I had my doubts. And my monthly payment will lower to an amount that I could pay with my current job if I didn't also try to use any of my income to buy food or electricity, etc. Which is better than how things stand at the moment, sadly.
Yay for the new job, Sheryl!
Lee, I've been walking Leifur on a leash for years now. The first time I put the harness on him, he freaked out. The second time he just glared at me. The third time I put it on, I added the leash and then picked him up and took him out to the porch. It's been pretty smooth ever since. Walking a cat is pretty different from walking a dog. Straight lines and destinations aren't the point. You're pretty much in it for the amble. But if you need to get somewhere immediately, cats are easier to pick up and carry than golden retrievers.
If you let them, a cat on a leash can catch and kill prey. I keep Leifur to moles and voles, neither of which are endangered. And I can usually tell by the butt wriggle when he's getting ready to pounce, so if you want to keep the food chain unillustrated you can always move your cat away.
After some trial and error I've been able set Leifur's harness so he doesn't wriggle free. But then he doesn't try to escape very hard. Other people use harness vests, which look like they might be more secure. [link]
Popsicle update: the Atkins Chocolate Mudslide recipe, which is chock full of artificial sweeteners, froze up just fine, came out of the mold no problem, and is okay texture-wise. I am provisionally going to not worry about replacing sugar with Splenda until and unless I encounter a problem.
Thanks Calli!
A month ago, or even a little less, when I first met Fella, he wouldn't let me touch him.
This afternoon when I got home, Charlie was so excited to see me he got his entire body about 6 inches off the ground.
