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Maxine Monday

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My life

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You can't sit down around here without ending up with a cat on your lap.

This is my daughter Dani and Jake.  Apparently Dani sat down.

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THIS makes torturing my cat a little bit easier.

So crabby old man cat Riley gets thyroid meds in tablet form every day.  Actually it's only a quarter of a tablet, twice a day.  He also gets an oral stool softener twice a day.  I enjoy giving it to him SO much!  Not.  Now Jake needs the same thyroid meds, same amount, same form.  Thank God she doesn't need the stool softener too. I get that stuff on Canada's black market.  Don't want to break the law on a greater scale than I already am.


Riley is easy to give meds too.  He doesn't like it, that he makes clear.  But he knows food will follow so he doesn't fight.  Jake on the other hand is like a Pez dispenser.  I put that pill in her mouth, her head goes back and out pops the pill again, immediately.  It's kind of amazing really that she can do it every. single. time.  Brought her back to the vet today and she has only gained 1 oz since November.  Obviously more of the meds are ending up in the bathroom rug than down her gullet.

Enter the pill shooter.   


I'd never seen one before, much less used one.  But tonight I held Jake by the scruff - which for you non-cat people, reduces many cats to kittens responding to their mother holding them that way, they get calm and hold still.  Anyway, I held her still by the scruff, stuck the pill shooter (with pill inside) into the side of Jakes mouth and shot it!  She looked at me like - what was that??  And then proceeded to eat the food she had been waiting for.  


Oh please please PLEASE let this continue to work.  You really feel like a failure when an itty bitty kitty defeats you every. single. time.


I need my dignity back.
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Maxine Monday

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Maxine Monday

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Cuh-razy! It's official.

My laptop decided to give up the ghost a week ago, turning itself off for no apparent reason whenever it felt like it. Enter new laptop. It took me a week to transfer what I wanted to the new computer, moved some stuff to an external hard drive, took my time to get it all right.

This morning I pronounced it done. Being the geek I am, I thought I would try a restore on the old laptop which basically brought it back to Vista (shudder) and completely wiped out its memory of having a wireless card. Plugging into my access point was unsuccessful.

Oh well. Worth a try.

Played with the new laptop for a while and then went to do the dishes. When I came back to the living room maybe 15 minutes later - blue. Screen. Of. Death. On the NEW laptop! Rebooting didn't work, recovery disk didn't work - the only thing I can figure is that I am such a horrible user that in seeing what I did to the first laptop - this one killed itself before I could.

The cuh-raziest part? I feel immobilized without my computer. Like since it is not working, neither am I. I don't know what to do with myself. Apparently I need to know there is connectivity available to me - even if I'm not using it. I have to laundry tomorrow. How will I do it now?

Yep. Cuh-razy!

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