My car helpfully informed me that the pressure in all four tires was low (it's THREE DEGREES) and the windows wouldn't roll down (it's THREE DEGREES) and while that wasn't black ice, it's THREE DEGREES so maybe the ABS did need to kick in on that really freaky smooth patch of asphalt.

There are puddles on my windowsill at work.

It is minus 3 here! I am working from home because I don't think I have the proper gear for my 40 minute wait for the bus transfer (which is outside). I hope someone has gathered all the homeless people, because otherwise I think they willdie.

My weather thingy says 4/ feels like -12.

I went yesterday to get Hot Hands (those things you put in your pockets that heat up) for the kids and every drug store I tried was sold out!

Bad news is that boss is sick. Good news is I don't have to go out now.

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So sorry about your friend, SuziQ, and sending out all good thoughts for her.

Lots of cat news from yesterday.

Arthur is still in kidney failure, and U Penn (where Teddy got his kidney transplant) isn't willing to do a transplant because Arthur tests positive for the coronavirus. (Most cats have been exposed to coronavirus, and it's usually harmless. But it occasionally mutates into FIP, which is what Victor died of.) However, the University of Wisconsin is willing to do a transplant IF Arthur can handle the immune suppressant without going into FIP. Apparently, this sort of thing hasn't been tried before. So our plan is, once the current treatments stop managing his condition, we start the immune suppressant on the theory that, even if he does develop FIP, all he's really lost is a short time in late-stage kidney failure.

But once Arthur is on the immune suppressant, we have to stop volunteering at the cattery every weekend. We can't risk bringing anything home to an immune-suppressed cat.

Also, now Marie seems to be in early stage kidney failure. She's 15 and has several other health problems (irritable bowel, high blood pressure, heart problems) that we're going to support as long as we can, then let her go with dignity. She isn't a likely candidate for a transplant.

Sorry about the rough cat news.

It's 9 here currently and supposed to get up to 30. Much better than yesterday.

I have ventured outside, to pick up my car from the body shop. Currently 5 degrees, windchill -15.

Lots of kitty ~ma for Arthur and Marie, Fred.

We've worked our way up to 11 (windchill -6) from 6 and it's supposed to reach a toasty 22. It is officially Too Damn Cold for Georgia. (A weather station in the mountains recorded -6.)

Our high is supposed to be 13, which is about 15 or 16 degrees warmer than yesterday, so I'll take the win. I didn't leave the house yesterday because I am a wimp, but I am going to the damn gym today as soon as it gets closer to double digits. I suppose I should check my tire pressure.

Also going to bake some cookies while I wait for some gross medical article to edit.