My guys are pretty chill. Man, I love them so much.
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
With Harvey and Sammie, I used to have a friend from work come in once a day to feed the cats when we were away. That friend is one of 4 people that Sammie has ever come into the same room with the first time they came into the house. Generally speaking, Sammie will hide the first couple of times a new person comes over. And since Harvey will eat all his food then all Sammie's food if he gets the opportunity, allowing just anybody, no matter how professional, to come in to feed them would be a disaster for Sammie. Of course, now that Harvey's renal issues make it imperative that he have wet food for more than one meal a day, the best thing for his diet is to be boarded at the veterinary clinic. Harvey would thrive no matter who the petsitter was coming in here - he loves everybody and expects everybody to love him. And hold him. And skritch him. He also excells at soliciting snuggles from veterinary technicians and therefore thrives there. I believe that Sammie is happier with Harvey than she would be alone at home, even if friend from work stopped by every day.
Cats is complex critters.
I'm lucky to have three friends in my apartment complex who see Leifur regularly and are willing to take care of him when I travel. They know his quirks and will sometimes just bring a load of laundry, a work laptop, or whatever and make an evening of it. Leifur barely knows I'm gone.
I was looking through mail from yesterday = I got a tax form from Vermont about being enrolled in state medicaid program for all of 2015. Which came to a surprise to me. I called to find out if I had to do anything since I already filed my taxes. I don't . However, I could have everyone resubmit things to medcaid since I was, evidently enrolled.
We have a niece that needs to be in town for one week every month. We've tried to schedule one-week trips to match her schedule, and she pet sits. It works because she can sleep over, the cats know her, and she can handle the meds.
We had an arrangement with one of the techs at our vet for longer trips, but she went to vet school and doesn't live in the area any more.
Hmmm -- bonny, is Centreville in your area of service?
Ugh. I've been trying to get this painkiller prescription filled for nearly a week. I just called my doctor's office again, and it's still "in processing." So, in other words, they've given my doctor the message that says I need it, but she hasn't printed it out and signed it yet. They said they'd give her another message. It's been a few days without meds now, and I'm hurting.
I just called my doctor's office again, and it's still "in processing."
Is this our mutual doctor's office? Because they can be SO AWFUL about refills. And other times they refill right away. I don't even know.
Get on the stick, doctor of Hil! Unacceptable!
However, I could have everyone resubmit things to medcaid since I was, evidently enrolled.
Might as well take advantage of it!
And it's Friday already. The day I scramble to get everything done that didn't get done the rest of the week.
Is this our mutual doctor's office? Because they can be SO AWFUL about refills. And other times they refill right away. I don't even know.
Yep. Every other time I've called for a refill, it's taken a day or maybe two if I called in the late afternoon. I called Tuesday morning.
I don't even know how to start , I don't have a card with a number or anything but I may calling again and ask for more details on Monday.
If I could get some of the money back it would be great, the most expensive stuff was actaully covered through a hospital grant. So it's mostly co pays but they add up.