Cat naps Part Deux
I now have two kittens on my legs. I don’t think I’m allowed to even stand up.
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June 2006Cat naps at work
I’m having to work from home today because both of Mandrina’s kittens need to be vetted.
So I’m currently upstairs working in bed (because it’s the only room I can secure without interfering with Glitch), with my laptop on my lap.
There’s a Bit sitting between my legs at my ankles.
There’s a Pixel curled up in my left elbow with his nose against my elbow.
And Glitch just started whining outside the door.
Another vet visit
We got back from Florida on Tuesday night (more on that later). Everything seemed fine — it wasn’t until the next morning I discovered one of the kittens had been using the unfinished floor in the spare bedroom as a litter box. So furious was I, but that can be dealt with.
Last night, however, I got home late from work. Regularly scheduled lateness, so it was expected, even if I was tired. First I find my office desk chair covered in vomit. Not human, cat. So I scrub it out, what fun! Then I go upstairs to bed to find Pixel on the floor, coughing and throwing up. AGAIN. So I pick him up, and curl up with him. Was it an isolated incident? Nope. He did it twice again in the morning, at least. He’s been lethargic, and I have yet to see him drink any water or eat any food — his own or Glitch’s.
So I have a vet appointment for the two kittens. Each has a problem with one of their ports. Pixel’s throwing up, and Bit’s having issues at the other end.
They’re becoming damn expensive.
Another trip to FL
Mandrina and I leave tomorrow AM for Florida, to go to her High School Reunion. I’m not terribly looking forward to it. I have to play nice and dress up, and be away from my cat. Okay, so it’s mostly the latter — I’m afraid he’ll get annoyed with me while we’re gone, and adjust to a completely inconvenient sleep schedule, like he did last summer when we were in Romania.
Of course, we’re also going to take the opportunity to talk to Florists, and Caterers, and maybe, if I play my cards right, bakers. Because, of course, since Mandrina will want Chick Filet (spelling?), the diet is suspended while we are in FL. So I better get me some chocolate chip cookies while I can!!!
This I don’t get, though. We’ve been to Florida three times in the last year. We’ve been to New York all of once. Admittedly, Florida is nicer much of the year than New York, but… PIZZA!!!
Which I couldn’t have on this diet, anyway, so no big loss.
Fast food destruction!
Mandrina suckered me into the Atkins diet for the next week or two (I know, a real healthy way to diet). I didn’t have any warning, so I didn’t stock up on chocolate, or his close friend chocolate-chip-cookie, prior to starting this diet that says I can’t have a single cookie. (Mandrina refers to my typical mode of dieting as the “Salad and chocolate” diet. Much catchier than “Atkins” if you ask me…)
So I got “convinced” to be on this diet with Mandrina, and we started Friday night (I’m down two-three pounds in three days, so… *shrug*). On Saturday, we had a panic with Pixel’s health — he spent 24 hours at the emergency clinic under observation, but he’s fine now, thanks for asking — and I ended up going to work with Mandrina for a few hours.
Unfortunately, there was some degree of hunger involved, so we stopped at MacDonald’s. Have you ever tried to eat a hamburger without eating the bun? While driving on the freeway? This Atkins fad strikes me as a fast way to an accident. Which is not the cause for the title of the post.
This is: Mandrina and I spent the day Saturday on the road, and got home late. We went out grocery shopping yesterday, and got Pixel from the vet. We also went to Old Navy so I had enough clothes for our upcoming trip. In all these trips, our hands were rather full coming home. So we never took out the near-empty soda cups from McDs on Saturday.
Apparently, Diet Coke + ice => a substance that can dissolve within two days whatever material those McD’s soda cups are made of. So now I have sticky soda-water on my car’s center console. I’m not too happy. I think next time, we’ll go to Arby’s.
Simplification
I decided that taking Pixel to the vet was more important than buying a laptop. Guess I need to go get some network cards…
Shall we play a game?
It’s really hard to play a game when an 8-week-old kitten decides to use your lap as a bed.
Avoiding buying a new laptop…
I am getting really tired of some of the… idiosyncracies of my wonderful current laptop… that is now 5.5 years old. Tarot has some issues (Not the Tarot you’re thinking of, unless you know why my desktop is named Ghostwheel, and my other desktop Logrus…). He’s just been abused for several years.
I want a new laptop. I just can’t convince myself to spend the money — or that I necessarily have the money to spend. However, I could be wrong. I could use a laptop, I’m certain. At the same time, I know that there’s always new and better technology coming down the pipe, and in a year I could probably buy a laptop that will actually run Windows Vista. It might not be out in a year, but at least I could upgrade…
OpenID support
I’ve added OpenID support for comments — meaning that you can log in as a LiveJournal user, and if you’re already logged in at your LiveJournal page, you’ll share the same identity. Aside from LiveJournal, not too many places are using it yet, but it is a neat idea.
I’ve yet to figure out how to customize my own Nickname when I post to other sites, but hey.
I just added the WordPress plugin “OpenId Comments 0.9.1” — I’m not claiming I did any actual work. We’ll see if it works, then go from there.
Glitch Glitch
Glitch is not the smartest cat in the shed. He is sometimes brilliant, but sometimes really, really, REALLY dumb. At least from a human perspective.
It’s currently 5:30 in the morning. I don’t want to be awake. I got bumped just enough by a cat to wake up, and see Glitch looking out the window that the head of our bed is against. I thought, “Awww, cute cat’s watching the outside world.”
And then Glitch started sticking his paw out the window, through the wire headboard. And then his head. And then he started trying both at once. Maybe he didn’t realize that it was a second floor window, but I don’t really care. Glitch has never been an outdoor cat, and it’s not time for him to start now! So I started closing the window on him. Unfortunately, it’s only the start of summer, so it’s only going to get worse — Mandrina’s going to want to open windows, I’m not going to be always around to see which one Glitch is currently interested in, so…
Does anyone know how to disinterest a cat from the great-wide world? It worried me.