Ex-pat living near White Rock Canada with my 2 Maine Coon X's - Sam and Dean (they're brothers) Nerd and proud :)
As someone who used to work for a shelter I have seen first hand the depravity and cruelty of some people and it is heart breaking. However it is the wonderful people like Neal, who take in and foster the sick, hurt, and far too young to be away from mums that raise my spirits and faith back in humanity. Thank you Neal for everything you do and hello to Maxie, Brick, and Peewee :)
Finger, toes, and paws crossed for Paul. My Dad kept his mask for sometime after treatment had finished, it was a reminder to himself that he had beaten cancer … not sure if he still has it.
And if I may add to the notebook comments (excellent suggestion all), for those on multiple medications or who have family (especially elderly family) on multiple med’s or have multiple conditions – keeping a journal for yourself or them and asking many questions to all healthcare providers can be not only beneficial but possibly life saving. My Grandma was on many different medications but kept getting iller and iller – turned out the drugs were counteracting one another and actually making her sick rather than healing. It took a pharmacist going through a list of her medications with her to find the error
My Mozart was a supervisor par excellence … which given his overall clutziness and habit of doing the “here let me show you” routine made life interesting to say the least :) Dean likes to supervise too but he’s not at Elvis level.
I can report that although they normally are only fed wet food in the morning, an offering of their favourite salmon flavoured Whiskas food was proffered upon arrival at home and graciously accepted by my ginger owners. After it was snarfed down and normal begrudging acceptance of my presence (one must not appear to have missed one’s human slave’s company) returned I had a look around but no retaliation appears to have been enacted … and then the service tech arrived and I was persona non grata again. They are currently hunting bugs on the back deck so obviously their noses are not too far out of joint :)
@Susanna, ha I love that one :) Fortunately there was no Fluffapurrus Rex this morning though who knows what awaits me at home …
I do everything on the BBQ, if it needs cooking that is. I really miss being able to eat bbq corn on the cob – sigh :(
I beseech forgiveness from the almighty Cat, I have committed an unforgivable sin … I ran out of wet food and left two ginger boys to languish, famished and forlorn, withering away in starvation ;-)
I usually keep a few packets (?, what do you call those perfect portion things) of their wet food in the cupboard and the majority of it in the pantry but I clearly wasn’t paying attention to my supply as when I went to feed the boys this morning there was none to be found. The look on their faces when I put down just the dish with kibble in was priceless – utter confusion and befuddlement :) Dean was still giving me the cold shoulder when I left for work and I’m sure an in-depth investigation is on going at this moment. I don’t have time to go to Petsmart today as Telus is coming on a service call after work so I’ll have to grab something from the grocery store – I’m sure they won’t complain as long as it’s an acceptable flavour.
It’s to do with the way a cow’s tongue curls as it licks though why a cow was chosen I don’t know as I’ve seen several species do the same thing. Georgia describes it as a shark fin in the pictures she’s posted of the Boy :)
You will never stop the fighting, they will always want the spot the other cat is in. My two have a cat tree, window shelves and assorted other perches and still fight over the same spot :)
@Susanna, me too, first thing that came to my head reading the strip was the scene from Ferris Bueller with “Oh Yeah” playing :)