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Personal

Prognosis; Good

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Poor Istar. He didn’t get to come home until 8:30pm. I’m not sure what would have happened had I not gotten a bit cross with the staff. At 8:00pm, I had been waiting in the waiting room for over an hour and they had told me that he hadn’t yet been seen because they couldn’t get him to come out of the crate. There had been several emergencies taken ahead of him, which I totally understand, and there was a grieving family who had just decided to put their puppy to sleep due to parvovirus. I was crying, they were crying, and all I wanted to do was get Istar home. They took me to the back to see if I could coax him out of the crate, and no sooner had I said, “There’s my little guy!” that he jumped out of the crate into my arms.

The vet stopped what he was doing to come over to see Istar. I don’t know if he was mad at me for (rather rudely) asking to have my cat, or if he was apologetic for making Istar wait over 12 hours to be seen, but he stopped me from leaving to examine Istar and give him a shot for what he thinks is a small asthmatic incident. Well, damn. Once again, my actions have sent him to vet. It was probably a combination of smoke and anti-smoke candles that did him in. I’ve already begun eliminating all sources of typical irritants and hopefully, we won’t have any more problems.

They were able to weigh Istar before crating him, and DAMN! He weighs 15.2 lbs. He now weighs more than Hobbit ever did, but he carries it better. The vet wasn’t even concerned about it, but did say to not let him get any bigger. Hobbit, for the record, is down to about 12 lbs. and looking svelte!

P.S. Flash Gordon is possibly the worst show I’ve ever seen.

Personal, Work

Sick Out

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I’m home sick today. Worse than that, Istar is at the vet’s office. I had to have him there between 7:30 and 8:30am and they said although they had no appointments available, they’d see him. When I called at the predetermined time (2:00pm), they hadn’t even looked at him yet. That seriously sucks. He’s going all day with no food and no care. I (and they) think he may have a respiratory infection, so I can’t just go get him without him being seen. Hopefully, they’ll get to him soon and it’ll be something an antibiotic can handle.

I’m on Tylenol Severe Cold meds, in case you were wondering.

In other news, Tim Gunn’s Guide to Style is awful. It’s What Not To Wear without the fun. Bad choice, Tim. Oh, and the normally stunning Veronica Webb is looking, um, less than super. I nearly spit out my drink when her blush made it’s screen debut (I think it has it’s own SAG card). I guess she was trying to distract us from her unfortunate haircut (think Posh, only NOT). That’s alright, dear, it will grow back out. Trust me. I’ve already removed the show from my DVR lineup and won’t miss it one bit.

Fandom, General

Sonic Feeder

I feel bad for laughing. A little.

Istar was watching Doctor Who‘s “The Runaway Bride” with me when The Doctor used his sonic screwdriver to open the Tardis. I never noticed before, but Hobbit and Istar’s new feeders make the exact same sound as the screwdriver when they rotate for feeding times. Needless to say, Istar bolted into his room expecting dinner and returned vocally displeased at his deception.

😆

General

Improving UPS

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I love UPS. I have rarely had a problem with them. This isn’t a gripe, so much as a suggestion.

I’ll start at the beginning of my brilliant flash. Hobbit and Istar are in dire need of automatic feeders. Each of them believes themselves to be either pigs or goldfish, willing to eat themselves to death. Therefore, I ordered two feeders from Amazon.com. UPS brought my packages to me today, days before the estimated delivery date. Thanks!

I can’t use the feeders yet. Why? I have no 9-volt batteries. It is my suggestion that UPS drivers start carrying batteries on their trucks, much like the vendors on Doctor Who who seem to have everything you could ever want. Think of the money they’d make off of battery sales!

Gosh, I’m lazy.