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05:11 PM - 12/12/2004

The topic: Sunday…relaxing

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Sunday, December 12, 2004  It’s pretty quiet around here today.  Nice.  I started dinner early, we’re having spaghetti (I make my own sauce). Brian and I are both websurfing.  He was in a bad mood from the get go this morning.  I said something to him about it and he knows he’s crabby, just doesn’t know why.  It’s been a pleasant weekend, yesterday was warmer than today.  He got a ton of stuff done yesterday, washed and waxed the Ranger and the Escape and mowed the lawns.  This morning, he cut a bunch of wood up, so we’ll have wood when the weather permits (you don’t really want a fire when the temperature is in the mid to high seventies). 

So, we’re sitting here surfing, the doors and windows are open.  I’m in sweatpants and a teeshirt, he’s got on Levis and a shirt with a flannel shirt over it.  He asks me “isn’t that breeze cold?” when the breeze comes in through the window.  It dawns on me why he’s crabby.  He’s getting sick.  He’s been fighting a cold since before we went to Disneyland back in October.  Thinking about it, he went to bed last night before eight. 

Phoebe hasn’t had the collar on since Friday night.  I took it off of her Friday morning and left it off until it was close to bedtime for us.  With Brian’s help, I got it back on her, but it was a little looser than earlier.  And she had it off within the half hour.  Brian had already gone to bed.  I tried getting it back on her alone, but I couldn’t so I left it off.  It hasn’t been on since and she’s doing fine, she hasn’t bothered her stitches at all.  And she’s a lot happier with it off.

Annie is losing weight.  And she seems to be drinking a lot, but then, she’s always done that. So, I’ll be taking her in to get a geriatric work up. Annie is DeeJay’s sister, they’ll both be seventeen next year.  She’s had problems in the past with a pretty bad, ongoing bladder infection.  She was on Elavil for quite a while, hasn’t been on it in some time (knock on wood).

We’ve also got another cold going through the population.  Georgie was the first, then Ciara started sneezing, then I heard Lonee and even Chandler.  The thing that gets me with Chandler is the vet said he should be vaccinated, just in case, so he doesn’t catch that herpes virus that lives here.  Heh. And now, he’s sneezing.  Way to go.

I’ve had an interesting few nights getting the cats in this past week.  One night, I had them all in and had my feet up, relaxing when I started to think…“did I see Gracie?”  I hate it when that happens.  Of course, I hadn’t seen her.  I asked Brian. He didn’t remember seeing her, either.  So, I start looking.  Forty-five minutes later, I found her outside in the cathouse on the bank.  I had to reach in and get her.  She hasn’t gone out since (she can open the cat door from the inside).  There was another night when I thought Richie was in and started looking for him.  Couldn’t find him anywhere in the house, so I looked outside.  Couldn’t find him out there, either.  Came back in and looked again.  No cat. Back outside and he was down by the pool.  He wasn’t there earlier, I don’t know where he was hiding, but I picked him up and took him in.  And there was the night I couldn’t find Daniece anywhere.  Another half hour looking under trees and in the houses outside with no luck.  I even looked under the sofas in the house and she just wasn’t responding to my calls.  I finally found her in a small empty Amazon box in the office, under my desk.  She just fit in it and with the top sides of it in the air, I couldn’t see her at all without shining the flashlight down there.  *sigh*

One of the kittens discovered the joy of shredding toilet paper last night.  Lovely.  We put the toilet paper on so it rolls from the back and the mess wasn’t that bad.  I must admit, shredded toilet paper is preferable to shredded wallpaper.

I’m really hungry.

Well, can’t think of anything else right now.  Going to go finish getting dinner ready.


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