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My cat is well and I feel very adult.
Mar. 12th, 2004 08:26 amYesterday I was going to do job applications in the morning and then caulk and paint the bathroom in the afternoon. Instead I napped until 12:20 (avoidance much?) and then took my cat to the vet in the afternoon.
( Short version: Mia* sick. Took to vet, got antibiotics. )
I spent the rest of the afternoon reading an excellent book, eating grapes, and watching the cat glare balefully at me with tail twitching. She really didn't like shots.
Twenty minutes ago I was upstairs showering and walked out to find a small black cat goddess sitting on the roof outside my sister's bedroom window. My sister has not been home for months, and house policy is to NEVER let Mia use that window as a cat-flap. But she's sick, damn it. And she knew she could get away with it, the manipulative little ...
Anyway, I'm not letting her outside again. Yeesh. Scary cat. At least this means she's feeling better.
* Mia is our tiny black goddess cat, whom I sometimes call Mina after the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen character who shares her temperament. She is also known as Prrrrrouwt (on a musical upward lilt), which she answers to somewhat better.
We found her under our porch in July '02, a teenage mother with a litter of starving ringwormy kittens. She obviously remembers who saved their furry black butts, because she's very loyal. Bloodthirsty, but loyal. She's stunted from the early pregnancy, and looks like she might be part Abyssinian which gives her an alien Egyptian elegance. This makes it very odd to see her scrapping with toms twice her size.
She has never fought medical treatments. Stares at us with alternating sorrow and fury, but doesn't fight. This was a saving grace when we had to give her ringworm baths. It also helped out a lot yesterday.
( Short version: Mia* sick. Took to vet, got antibiotics. )
I spent the rest of the afternoon reading an excellent book, eating grapes, and watching the cat glare balefully at me with tail twitching. She really didn't like shots.
Twenty minutes ago I was upstairs showering and walked out to find a small black cat goddess sitting on the roof outside my sister's bedroom window. My sister has not been home for months, and house policy is to NEVER let Mia use that window as a cat-flap. But she's sick, damn it. And she knew she could get away with it, the manipulative little ...
Anyway, I'm not letting her outside again. Yeesh. Scary cat. At least this means she's feeling better.
* Mia is our tiny black goddess cat, whom I sometimes call Mina after the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen character who shares her temperament. She is also known as Prrrrrouwt (on a musical upward lilt), which she answers to somewhat better.
We found her under our porch in July '02, a teenage mother with a litter of starving ringwormy kittens. She obviously remembers who saved their furry black butts, because she's very loyal. Bloodthirsty, but loyal. She's stunted from the early pregnancy, and looks like she might be part Abyssinian which gives her an alien Egyptian elegance. This makes it very odd to see her scrapping with toms twice her size.
She has never fought medical treatments. Stares at us with alternating sorrow and fury, but doesn't fight. This was a saving grace when we had to give her ringworm baths. It also helped out a lot yesterday.
