Well, when my cat hurts, I hurt. Literally. I'm not 100% sure what just happened because it happened so fast, but I think Tasty Paws must have been sitting right behind me, and I didn't see him, because I stepped on his tail (or maybe his paw, I didn't even see him there) and suddenly lots of claws were sunk into my calf. I hollered some curses and he went running at top speed in the back room. Once I got over the initial pain, I followed him, and he immediately tore down to the basement. Now he's hiding and I can't even see if he's okay until he decides to show his face. Little freak! I hope he's okay...
Also, we have another new cat living in our bathroom. She'll need a new home by the end of the month, because we're MOVING!!! We sign the lease tomorrow! It's a very pretty 2 1/2 bedroom in Sunset Park. I'll post pictures when we move in May.
Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts
Monday, April 13, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Achy breaky head...
My head is killing me. A nice woman from my knitting group (Hi Penelope!) drove me to the subway station after the group let out, and as I was getting out of her car, I bashed my head on the top of the car. It still hurts, 2 hours later. That's not so good. I mean, it's not bad enough to be a concussion, but I kind of feel like I lost a few IQ points.
We found a home for Ralph, the new cat from the street! My mom's friend Ellen is taking him in on Friday for a "trial run", but I think it's likely that she'll keep him permanently. He's a pretty sweet little cat.
We found a home for Ralph, the new cat from the street! My mom's friend Ellen is taking him in on Friday for a "trial run", but I think it's likely that she'll keep him permanently. He's a pretty sweet little cat.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Go, go, gooooo team!
I've been feeling oddly motivated lately. I finally worked out on the Wii Fit yesterday (first time in you don't want to know how long) for an hour, and my biceps are killing me today from the boxing! I'll do it again today but I'll probably lay off the boxing, or at least do very, very little.
Guess what? John and I took in ANOTHER cat last night! Yup, this is what now... the 4th time? Well, the 4th time we've taken a cat in from the street to stay with us for a while until we find it a home. There have been a good 6-7 cats that we've rehomed, but some were ours for a while... John took in Opal off the street almost 2 years ago, and then she gave birth to 4 little kittens, and we found homes for 3 of them. And Opal belongs to John's Mom now. But we still have the 4th kitten, Tasty Paws! Anyway -- This is a picture of the new cat. He's still pretty dirty but he's been cleaning himself up.
He's VERY affectionate.
Guess what? John and I took in ANOTHER cat last night! Yup, this is what now... the 4th time? Well, the 4th time we've taken a cat in from the street to stay with us for a while until we find it a home. There have been a good 6-7 cats that we've rehomed, but some were ours for a while... John took in Opal off the street almost 2 years ago, and then she gave birth to 4 little kittens, and we found homes for 3 of them. And Opal belongs to John's Mom now. But we still have the 4th kitten, Tasty Paws! Anyway -- This is a picture of the new cat. He's still pretty dirty but he's been cleaning himself up.
He's VERY affectionate.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year, everyone!
New Year's Eve was a really fun, crazed night. I paid the consequences the next day for too much drinking fun, though... Ooof, I'm never doing that again.
I'm in Long Island for the week, cat-sitting for Brenda. I'm getting a lot of knitting done. Today I nearly finished this piece of cherry pie! I can't completely finish it, though, because the toy stuffing is back at home, and I have to stuff it before I finish sewing it up. Here's a picture of it nearly complete, though:
I also started on a scarf for myself, Midwest Moonlight (Ravelry link) from the book Scarf Style. At first I was cranky with all the careful row counting, but I'm starting to like the look of it.
New Year's Eve was a really fun, crazed night. I paid the consequences the next day for too much drinking fun, though... Ooof, I'm never doing that again.
I'm in Long Island for the week, cat-sitting for Brenda. I'm getting a lot of knitting done. Today I nearly finished this piece of cherry pie! I can't completely finish it, though, because the toy stuffing is back at home, and I have to stuff it before I finish sewing it up. Here's a picture of it nearly complete, though:
I also started on a scarf for myself, Midwest Moonlight (Ravelry link) from the book Scarf Style. At first I was cranky with all the careful row counting, but I'm starting to like the look of it.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Baby Bogart
My poor Bogart is injured. He went outside on Tuesday and came back with this icky bruise on the inside of his back leg. It's a very awkward spot to see clearly. It looked like he'd been bitten.
I brought him in to the vet yesterday at 11 am, and the vet shaved the area and immediately it started to bleed. He looked concerned and said that he didn't think it was a bite, it looked more like a bad scratch, and that it wasn't just a couple days old, because of the scab that fell off. So they had to keep him for several hours to sedate him and treat the wound, and gave him 6 or 7 stitches. So I had to sign a hospitalization form in case of emergency with the anesthesia, which really upset me. And then I went home without Bogart.
John had to go to California for the weekend for a funeral, and he misplaced his wallet, so he wanted to borrow my debit card. I gave it to him without thinking there would be a problem. I'd gotten a bunch of cash out for myself for the weekend. But then I went back to the vet at 7 pm to pick up Bogart, opened up my wallet, and said "OH SHIT." No way to pay. Oh boy... After much freaking out, I ended up giving them $200 cash (leaving me with just enough money for a car home) and then went back today to pay the rest via check.
When I picked him up from the vet, they told me about the medications, and said that because of his stitches, he's not allowed to JUMP high for the next 2 days. Um. That's difficult. He likes to get on top of the kitchen cabinets! And be on the very top of the cat tree. So I have to keep the poor boy locked in the bedroom. I hung out with him for a while and let him sit on the bed with me for about an hour. He's being very affectionate, which is TOTALLY not him! It's like he's saying "Momma my leg hurts, you pet me and make it better!"
To make matters worse, I got a cone to put on his head, so he won't chew on his stitches, and it won't go on his head!! I think it's just too small. I don't know what the hell to do.
It goes without saying - His outside privileges have been revoked, as well as Duncan's and Tasty Paws's. The other two will be fine without going out, but Bogart thinks he's the king of the block, so I know he'll start getting cabin-fever in about a week.
I brought him in to the vet yesterday at 11 am, and the vet shaved the area and immediately it started to bleed. He looked concerned and said that he didn't think it was a bite, it looked more like a bad scratch, and that it wasn't just a couple days old, because of the scab that fell off. So they had to keep him for several hours to sedate him and treat the wound, and gave him 6 or 7 stitches. So I had to sign a hospitalization form in case of emergency with the anesthesia, which really upset me. And then I went home without Bogart.
John had to go to California for the weekend for a funeral, and he misplaced his wallet, so he wanted to borrow my debit card. I gave it to him without thinking there would be a problem. I'd gotten a bunch of cash out for myself for the weekend. But then I went back to the vet at 7 pm to pick up Bogart, opened up my wallet, and said "OH SHIT." No way to pay. Oh boy... After much freaking out, I ended up giving them $200 cash (leaving me with just enough money for a car home) and then went back today to pay the rest via check.
When I picked him up from the vet, they told me about the medications, and said that because of his stitches, he's not allowed to JUMP high for the next 2 days. Um. That's difficult. He likes to get on top of the kitchen cabinets! And be on the very top of the cat tree. So I have to keep the poor boy locked in the bedroom. I hung out with him for a while and let him sit on the bed with me for about an hour. He's being very affectionate, which is TOTALLY not him! It's like he's saying "Momma my leg hurts, you pet me and make it better!"
To make matters worse, I got a cone to put on his head, so he won't chew on his stitches, and it won't go on his head!! I think it's just too small. I don't know what the hell to do.
It goes without saying - His outside privileges have been revoked, as well as Duncan's and Tasty Paws's. The other two will be fine without going out, but Bogart thinks he's the king of the block, so I know he'll start getting cabin-fever in about a week.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Rain, rain, don't go away...
It's such a rainy, chilly, gray day and I just want to curl up and watch scary movies and knit... But I have stupid chores to do. I really, really don't want to go out and get the dry-cleaning. I'll go when the rain stops.
Of course, now the sound of the raindrops stop. Dammit!
I'll just get it tomorrow. I just looked next to me, and some cat apparently threw up ALL over the coffee table during the night. Great. Just great.
Of course, now the sound of the raindrops stop. Dammit!
I'll just get it tomorrow. I just looked next to me, and some cat apparently threw up ALL over the coffee table during the night. Great. Just great.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Awww...
Beth called me a "Raveler with a heart of gold"! I'm touched. :-)
We gave Mary the kitty away to Beth this morning (ok, yesterday morning -- Don't ask why I'm still up at 4:45am)... Beth and her hubby seem like really cool people. And it seems like we have a lot in common. Not only are we both Eddie Izzard fans, but it turned out we went to his show on the same night in March!! So funny. Also, we are both total Buffy/Angel fans. Which is why she is re-naming Mary... to Willow. Which I got SUCH a kick out of!
I'm going to miss little Mary. She's the most affectionate cat I have EVER had.
We gave Mary the kitty away to Beth this morning (ok, yesterday morning -- Don't ask why I'm still up at 4:45am)... Beth and her hubby seem like really cool people. And it seems like we have a lot in common. Not only are we both Eddie Izzard fans, but it turned out we went to his show on the same night in March!! So funny. Also, we are both total Buffy/Angel fans. Which is why she is re-naming Mary... to Willow. Which I got SUCH a kick out of!
I'm going to miss little Mary. She's the most affectionate cat I have EVER had.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
When Sushi Goes Bad
John is such a dunce sometimes. We went grocery shopping tonight, around 10 pm (already a bad idea to grocery shop so late). He thought it would be a great idea to get a big platter of sushi from the fish department. Not the fresh fish, over the counter department, but the pre-packaged, it's-been-sitting-there-for-days fish department.
"Sweetie," I said. "I think that's going to be gross. Supermarket sushi is never good."
"It looks good," he said. "And it's only 20 dollars!"
...Guess whose cats had a feast tonight?
Yeah, don't go grocery shopping late at night, when you're hungry.
John and I have been getting into a routine out here in Long Island. It's not a bad routine per se, but it's the same every night, no doubt. He watches Adult Swim while I go on the internet or play The Sims 2 until 2 or 3 am. He falls asleep on the sofa with the TV on around midnight (and I'm not allowed to turn the TV off). Around 3 am, I wake him up and we go to bed. Half the time he decides we should sleep with our heads at the end of the bed. And you really can't argue with John when he's half-asleep. I mean, really, you can't. It's impossible. He's like a 5-year-old.
I leave you with this adorableness... This baby plays tennis better than my dad!
"Sweetie," I said. "I think that's going to be gross. Supermarket sushi is never good."
"It looks good," he said. "And it's only 20 dollars!"
...Guess whose cats had a feast tonight?
Yeah, don't go grocery shopping late at night, when you're hungry.
John and I have been getting into a routine out here in Long Island. It's not a bad routine per se, but it's the same every night, no doubt. He watches Adult Swim while I go on the internet or play The Sims 2 until 2 or 3 am. He falls asleep on the sofa with the TV on around midnight (and I'm not allowed to turn the TV off). Around 3 am, I wake him up and we go to bed. Half the time he decides we should sleep with our heads at the end of the bed. And you really can't argue with John when he's half-asleep. I mean, really, you can't. It's impossible. He's like a 5-year-old.
I leave you with this adorableness... This baby plays tennis better than my dad!
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