Your peeps are wating to greet you in Kitty Heaven, where everything is wild catnip and free range rodents.
You were a good cat, and I will miss you.
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June 27, 2011
RIP
Rest in peace, Sheba, under the lilac.
Your peeps are wating to greet you in Kitty Heaven, where everything is wild catnip and free range rodents.
You were a good cat, and I will miss you.
Your peeps are wating to greet you in Kitty Heaven, where everything is wild catnip and free range rodents.
You were a good cat, and I will miss you.
January 24, 2009
Plans Gone Bad
Looks like a trip to vet is going to be the order of the day. My little old kittie girl, the toilet drinker, has developed a problem that requires the services of one.
So in a few, we will load up the Phoebe-meister in the car carrier, the Grandbebe Girl in the car seat, and head south a few miles.
Most likely we will then head back north a several dollars poorer, and I will have been given the task of giving the kittie girl antibiotics three times daily for ten days. She is a smart kittie girl, and it will only take about 2 doses for her to remember the last time.
It is good that I have Grandbebe Girl to distract me. So far she has played the piano for us, brought me her diapers to change when appropriate, made Grandpa Wonderful Guy fix her breakfast, and held the Fisher-Price phone for Best Dog Ever to talk on.
In other news, the Bloggery Contest prizes are all wrapped up, addressed, and ready to be posted. I will do so this afternoon!
So in a few, we will load up the Phoebe-meister in the car carrier, the Grandbebe Girl in the car seat, and head south a few miles.
Most likely we will then head back north a several dollars poorer, and I will have been given the task of giving the kittie girl antibiotics three times daily for ten days. She is a smart kittie girl, and it will only take about 2 doses for her to remember the last time.
It is good that I have Grandbebe Girl to distract me. So far she has played the piano for us, brought me her diapers to change when appropriate, made Grandpa Wonderful Guy fix her breakfast, and held the Fisher-Price phone for Best Dog Ever to talk on.
In other news, the Bloggery Contest prizes are all wrapped up, addressed, and ready to be posted. I will do so this afternoon!
October 9, 2008
What The…!
(All I had handy was my phone.)
Phoebe, the cat, is not suffering from the effects of too much alcohol.
I do think perhaps the drugs we gave her after the dental work 5 or 6 months ago may have had a deleterious effect.
She has a huge dispenser of fresh water from which to drink. Other than this, I mean.
Phoebe, the cat, is not suffering from the effects of too much alcohol.
I do think perhaps the drugs we gave her after the dental work 5 or 6 months ago may have had a deleterious effect.
She has a huge dispenser of fresh water from which to drink. Other than this, I mean.
I suppose this is more entertaining for her.
I suppose, additionally, that being an 'old lady' cat of 14 years, this is the equivalent of wearing a red hat, sitting cross legged on a curb, and spitting.
I suppose, further, that the only behavior that will be changed is the feeder person's...
June 19, 2008
The Catnip
I was entertained by the Cat Who Would Be Queen last night.
A few years ago, I planted one plant of catnip. It has since seeded out and is in various places all over the yard.
It looks very similar to lemon balm, which has done the same. I tell them apart quickly by the fragrance.
Lemon balm smells like Pledge, the dusting/polishing spray. Or so I've heard...not that I use dusting stuff. Dusting...not my forte!
And the kitty girls don't pay any attention to lemon balm. They don't care about dusting either.
Both kitty girls loves them some fresh catnip, though.
April 20, 2008
Weekend Update
Wonderful Guy and I had a busy one. Only Step-Son and the Grand-Pup joined us on Saturday for hiking. Before we went to Devil's Backbone, though, I asked to stop at a local alpaca breeder that was hosting an open house, with the expressed intent of purchasing a fleece. Look what I got!
We hiked about four miles on Saturday along a ridge called Devil's Backbone. Where the name comes from is pretty obvious. It's the formation in the foreground. The snowcovered peak is Long's. Still pretty cold up there, and that is why we are keeping the early season hikes down low. The day was clear and warm, and we were grateful for the breeze. I saw sand lilies and yellow violets!
When we returned home, I had a chance to clean out a few more beds from last fall's debris. I have lots of perennials sending up new growth. So exciting! This is my time of year, I tell you.
Both kitties found the brand-new catnip, which is the second year for this little volunteer. I read somewhere that only 25% of cats are affected by catnip. Both of mine love it to nibble and roll in.
After our meeting on Sunday, we decided to stretch out the stiffness in the legs with a shorter hike, about two and a half miles, to Horsetooth Falls. It was very windy, but still sunny and warm. Long's Peak again, but with a multitude of terrain in between us and the mountain. I saw pasque flowers, sand lilies, yellow violets, and oregon grape. Wild flowers! Woohoo!
On our drive home, we picked up a forsythia. It is already planted by Wonderful Guy, and I suspect that gives him trimming rights. I started washing my fleece. Another new and wonderful learning experience! I washed about half of it, in case I totally biffed it and felted the whole thing. I laid it out on the back patio in the breeze and sun for a bit, and it seems to be drying nice and fluffy. I am excited to work my carding majick!
We hiked about four miles on Saturday along a ridge called Devil's Backbone. Where the name comes from is pretty obvious. It's the formation in the foreground. The snowcovered peak is Long's. Still pretty cold up there, and that is why we are keeping the early season hikes down low. The day was clear and warm, and we were grateful for the breeze. I saw sand lilies and yellow violets!When we returned home, I had a chance to clean out a few more beds from last fall's debris. I have lots of perennials sending up new growth. So exciting! This is my time of year, I tell you.Both kitties found the brand-new catnip, which is the second year for this little volunteer. I read somewhere that only 25% of cats are affected by catnip. Both of mine love it to nibble and roll in.
After our meeting on Sunday, we decided to stretch out the stiffness in the legs with a shorter hike, about two and a half miles, to Horsetooth Falls. It was very windy, but still sunny and warm. Long's Peak again, but with a multitude of terrain in between us and the mountain. I saw pasque flowers, sand lilies, yellow violets, and oregon grape. Wild flowers! Woohoo!On our drive home, we picked up a forsythia. It is already planted by Wonderful Guy, and I suspect that gives him trimming rights. I started washing my fleece. Another new and wonderful learning experience! I washed about half of it, in case I totally biffed it and felted the whole thing. I laid it out on the back patio in the breeze and sun for a bit, and it seems to be drying nice and fluffy. I am excited to work my carding majick!
March 14, 2008
I Didn’t Know…
…that there was a KnittySpin part to Knitty.com! Whichjustgoestoshowya…or at least me, once again, that when I learn something knew, how my eyes are opened up to notice that new thing in the world around me.
I was perusing the articles in the aforementioned KnittySpin, and read this one, by Amy Singer about Interweave’s Spin Off’s Autumn Retreat. When I bought Betsy, my Lendrum at Shuttles, from Maggie, she mentioned taking her wheels when she lead Spin Off’s Retreat, but I knew not of what she spoke. Now I do. Now I am humbled. I spun in front of her and she said I spun ‘beautifully’. It is good I didn’t know who she was, or I probably would not have done so, spun 'beautifully', I mean. I have also read/seen that Maggie has written a book about learning to spin. I bet it is a good and useful read.
Today at sock knitting, I finished the heel flap easily, and turned the heel. No problems except for understanding the magic loop thing. But, hey! It’s magic! Maybe I am just supposed to go with it. It is turning out to be the cutest little thing, my little sockie. I am very pleased with the class and the progress so far. The test will be if I can remember all this, and make a second and identical sock. The next challenge will be the picking up of the stitches…the tee tiny little stitches…
The vet called on the way to knitting, and Phoebe has a UTI. I will have the distinct joy of dispensing an antibiotics regimen to a feline over the next two weeks. I am glad we have a reason for her ‘poorness’. And other than the UTI, her bloodwork showed her to be in overall good health. For that I am grateful, and pleased to know.
About a week ago, I realized that one of my ‘not so memorable’ days had come and passed without me noticing. It was the day that, seven years ago, the X and I sat in the counselor’s office and he told me that he had been chasing ‘her’ as much as ‘she’ had been chasing him. It was the day that marked the real beginning of the end, even though we went through a few more months of trying to hold it together for some unhealthy reasons. As events progressed, I came to think that was a dark, dark day. It was not. That day provided me with a springboard that I choose to use. And seven years later, as I face a time of uncertainty regarding my career/employment, I know whatever happens, it will be fine. Not like anything that is going to happen is going kill me. May mean some changes, and the changes may not be comfortable ones, but I’ve been there before.
I was perusing the articles in the aforementioned KnittySpin, and read this one, by Amy Singer about Interweave’s Spin Off’s Autumn Retreat. When I bought Betsy, my Lendrum at Shuttles, from Maggie, she mentioned taking her wheels when she lead Spin Off’s Retreat, but I knew not of what she spoke. Now I do. Now I am humbled. I spun in front of her and she said I spun ‘beautifully’. It is good I didn’t know who she was, or I probably would not have done so, spun 'beautifully', I mean. I have also read/seen that Maggie has written a book about learning to spin. I bet it is a good and useful read.
Today at sock knitting, I finished the heel flap easily, and turned the heel. No problems except for understanding the magic loop thing. But, hey! It’s magic! Maybe I am just supposed to go with it. It is turning out to be the cutest little thing, my little sockie. I am very pleased with the class and the progress so far. The test will be if I can remember all this, and make a second and identical sock. The next challenge will be the picking up of the stitches…the tee tiny little stitches…
The vet called on the way to knitting, and Phoebe has a UTI. I will have the distinct joy of dispensing an antibiotics regimen to a feline over the next two weeks. I am glad we have a reason for her ‘poorness’. And other than the UTI, her bloodwork showed her to be in overall good health. For that I am grateful, and pleased to know.
About a week ago, I realized that one of my ‘not so memorable’ days had come and passed without me noticing. It was the day that, seven years ago, the X and I sat in the counselor’s office and he told me that he had been chasing ‘her’ as much as ‘she’ had been chasing him. It was the day that marked the real beginning of the end, even though we went through a few more months of trying to hold it together for some unhealthy reasons. As events progressed, I came to think that was a dark, dark day. It was not. That day provided me with a springboard that I choose to use. And seven years later, as I face a time of uncertainty regarding my career/employment, I know whatever happens, it will be fine. Not like anything that is going to happen is going kill me. May mean some changes, and the changes may not be comfortable ones, but I’ve been there before.
March 12, 2008
Frazzled…
At the vet’s last night, we found nothing definitive about Phoebe. Well, except that she is a lackluster groomer, but that is nothing new, and she needs dental work. I feel like a mother whose child has gone to the doctor with dirty, matted hair, and bad teeth. On the positive, she was well-behaved. After blood work comes back tomorrow, maybe something there be more direction. On the positive side, there was nothing grossly wrong showing up in the examination, and she looks pretty healthy for a 14 year old. We will be out some bucks, no doubt, for the teeth, and she will be out some teeth for the money.
We enjoyed a meal with the daughters at an eatery that celebrates the birthdays of their patrons with much singing and clapping. This happened about three or four times around the place during the course of our meal. Each time, Grandbebe Girl joined in with clapping her little hands. Icing on our cake!
I figured out the Ravelry progress bar today. I have some updating to do on my notebook there. I have some photos of WIPS and yarn and fiber to take and to upload and to label. I definitely need to get some more knitting on the cuff of the sock before tomorrow’s lesson, too.
And I must be prepped for Friday’s board meeting tonight, as there won’t be time tomorrow, after the hair appointment and eating out….again. Hopefully Saturday, Wonderful Guy and I will finish the kitchen. It’s another of those busy weeks of which I used to have so many. Now that my life is more in order, I fear my resistance to them is low and the busy-ness of it all wears me out so much faster. Either that, or I am just plain old.
I would rather more enjoy some sitting and knitting, or spinning.
We enjoyed a meal with the daughters at an eatery that celebrates the birthdays of their patrons with much singing and clapping. This happened about three or four times around the place during the course of our meal. Each time, Grandbebe Girl joined in with clapping her little hands. Icing on our cake!
I figured out the Ravelry progress bar today. I have some updating to do on my notebook there. I have some photos of WIPS and yarn and fiber to take and to upload and to label. I definitely need to get some more knitting on the cuff of the sock before tomorrow’s lesson, too.And I must be prepped for Friday’s board meeting tonight, as there won’t be time tomorrow, after the hair appointment and eating out….again. Hopefully Saturday, Wonderful Guy and I will finish the kitchen. It’s another of those busy weeks of which I used to have so many. Now that my life is more in order, I fear my resistance to them is low and the busy-ness of it all wears me out so much faster. Either that, or I am just plain old.I would rather more enjoy some sitting and knitting, or spinning.
(The last couple of pictures, my color is a little off. It is more the color of the first photos.)
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