Wednesday, October 7
Tuesday, October 6
Cats on Tuesday: What's Up, Gang?
CATS ON TUESDAY is a group of cat lovers who share pictures and/or stories about their cats once a week, hosted by Gattina.
Mouse sez, "There's shur been a lot of excitement around here lately! Munchie, didja hear what happened between Kosmo and the Cone Monster?"
Munchie: "I shur did! Kosmo's my hero!"
Munchie: "That was enough excitement for a week! Amber and Indy are still laffin their tails off! Well, Mommy shur needed a break from all that stress. 'Twas good to hear hers laffin so hard! Hey, where's Cubby?"
Cubby: "Here I yam...Achoo! Achoo! I bin sneezin all weekend. Why do us cats sneeze so hard alla sudden?"
Uh oh....
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Monday, October 5
Man Cat Monday: Kosmo vs. Buddy's freaky collar
I wish I'd been able to get this on my camera somehow to share! It would have been a hit on America's Funniest Videos! Here's what happened:
See this gigantor collar on Buddy? We'd borrowed it from a neighbor to help him stop biting at his irritated flea/fly bites. They have been annoying the poor dog to no end and now it's at the point where we can't leave him outside for more than a few minutes before the things start dive bombing him. In the house, he keeps biting at his legs and making them raw. We've been putting on the creams and medications the vet suggested to us but then hit on this idea of the collar. Now we'd be able to keep his mouth and teeth away to let the irritated skin heal.
Enter Kosmo, who's never seen such a contraption in his life. Normally the King of Zen, I heard him hissing and growling from the hall way. As soon as he saw the thing, it offended his sensibilities so he crept down the hall to attack it and kill it.
He pounced on the offensive cone just as Buddy lifted his head, trapping Kosmo inside. Kosmo began yowling and spinning, his tail and body puffing up three times its size. Buddy was terrified and began shaking his head, finally lowering it.
The monstrous cone-creature freed the frenzied Kosmo who took off under the sofa. Buddy went in the other direction, totally confused about what just happened. Everyone was roaring and rolling on the ground, causing further offense and hurt feelings to both furry friends.
Later, TB was rocking in the glider near me while Kosmo relaxed between the chair and the ottoman at TB's feet. Buddy came in looking for friendship, still wearing the collar that freaked Kos out in the first place. He lowered his head to be stroked and Kosmo leapt at him, hissing and spitting. Buddy yipped and yiked in panic, tearing out of the room with his tail between his legs.
Kosmo followed him to the doorway, puffed up again like a blowfish, but with a look of triumph in his eyes that said, I won, I won!
Kosmo: 2, Vicious Collar: 0.
Buddy: up the proverbial creek
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See this gigantor collar on Buddy? We'd borrowed it from a neighbor to help him stop biting at his irritated flea/fly bites. They have been annoying the poor dog to no end and now it's at the point where we can't leave him outside for more than a few minutes before the things start dive bombing him. In the house, he keeps biting at his legs and making them raw. We've been putting on the creams and medications the vet suggested to us but then hit on this idea of the collar. Now we'd be able to keep his mouth and teeth away to let the irritated skin heal.
Enter Kosmo, who's never seen such a contraption in his life. Normally the King of Zen, I heard him hissing and growling from the hall way. As soon as he saw the thing, it offended his sensibilities so he crept down the hall to attack it and kill it.
He pounced on the offensive cone just as Buddy lifted his head, trapping Kosmo inside. Kosmo began yowling and spinning, his tail and body puffing up three times its size. Buddy was terrified and began shaking his head, finally lowering it.
The monstrous cone-creature freed the frenzied Kosmo who took off under the sofa. Buddy went in the other direction, totally confused about what just happened. Everyone was roaring and rolling on the ground, causing further offense and hurt feelings to both furry friends.
Later, TB was rocking in the glider near me while Kosmo relaxed between the chair and the ottoman at TB's feet. Buddy came in looking for friendship, still wearing the collar that freaked Kos out in the first place. He lowered his head to be stroked and Kosmo leapt at him, hissing and spitting. Buddy yipped and yiked in panic, tearing out of the room with his tail between his legs.
Kosmo followed him to the doorway, puffed up again like a blowfish, but with a look of triumph in his eyes that said, I won, I won!
Kosmo: 2, Vicious Collar: 0.
Buddy: up the proverbial creek
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Saturday, October 3
Wow! Break Needed Here!
Lord, I need a breather, please!
Ya ever have one of those days? One of those weeks? One of those months? It feels like it's becoming the norm around here and I need a breather. I haven't really even stopped long enough to mourn my father, to give it more than a few moments of thought, and then there's something that needs to be attended to, some place I need to be (usually a doctor's office).
I think TB's hit a wall after so much unrelenting pressure, running, and do-do-do. He was having muscle pain in his back (or he thought it was muscle pain) that started the day after his carpal tunnel surgery. I figured he was overdoing it and needed to rest. Mom thought he looked awful, drawn and sick. This morning he woke up with a fever, a wet cough, and more widespread pain. Uh-oh...pneumonia? So I made an appt with him to see Dr. Bross.
Kristin already had her usual Saturday appt so I dropped TB off and then took Kristin for hers. Then we went back to get TB. When I went in to pick him up, I really "saw" him the way my mom has these last couple of days. I wasn't surprised when he said Dr. Bross wanted him to go to the ER. The doc was sure TB had pneumonia but wanted the hospital to rule out a blood clot that may have been caused by the recent surgery.
So off we went. Luckily I was able to contact Heidi (poor kid's been home sick herself with bronchitis the last two days) to come and get Kristin from the ER. Even luckier, Bill wasn't working and said he could make dinner for us. So TB and I sat in the ER and waited for the X-ray, the bloodwork, the CAT scans, the results, the diagnosis, the release. We were there around 4 hours.
Now, we were supposed to be somewhere else--some place fun, some place we wanted to be. There was an International Fest in town and our church was having a table there. We were going to help with the table but I knew we'd have time to go around and check out the other tables. This is the kind of activity TB and I love--it gives us together time, it's fun...and it's free. With our financial situation, it's got to be free or we can't do it.
Funny thing is, yesterday TB and I were talking about how all the things we have to do seems to crowd out the things we want or need to do. What's worse, it's not that it's too much going-to-work, it's usually need-to-go-to-the-doctor or need-to-take-care-of-an-emergency type stuff. ARGH!
Anyway, now we're home. TB doesn't have a blood clot, thank God, but he does have early stage pneumonia. He's all washed-out looking and tired and weak. He has antibiotics now and is currently resting, reading a book. Hey, that's one fun, free thing we've been able to do no matter what doctor's office we've been to--we can read our books! That's a plus, right?
Our week also included me taking Heidi to the clinic because she had such bad bronchitis, she was wheezing like a squeeze organ--worse. There was physical therapy and other assorted doctor appointments. There was trying to help Mom with her unpacking and re-arranging of her things. There was the dog, biting himself bloody because of sand fleas.
The beginning of October came and went during the week.
When I sat down to read some news and entertainment magazines, I realized how out of touch I was lately. Philadelphia won the National League pennant? Hello? Who won for the American League? Michael Vick is back with the Eagles? Um...who is Michael Vick? There's an election this November? Oh, that's why I'm seeing Corzine trash Christie all the time then, huh? Christie seems to be taking the high road--no similar negative commercials about Corzine. What's the president up to? Oh...what's he doing running around Chicago? Oh...Chicago lost the bid to get the 2012 Olympics...where are the 2010 Olympics going to be anyway?
Most of all: where did September go? Why don't I remember it?
Lord, I need a break from this...
Ya ever have one of those days? One of those weeks? One of those months? It feels like it's becoming the norm around here and I need a breather. I haven't really even stopped long enough to mourn my father, to give it more than a few moments of thought, and then there's something that needs to be attended to, some place I need to be (usually a doctor's office).
I think TB's hit a wall after so much unrelenting pressure, running, and do-do-do. He was having muscle pain in his back (or he thought it was muscle pain) that started the day after his carpal tunnel surgery. I figured he was overdoing it and needed to rest. Mom thought he looked awful, drawn and sick. This morning he woke up with a fever, a wet cough, and more widespread pain. Uh-oh...pneumonia? So I made an appt with him to see Dr. Bross.
Kristin already had her usual Saturday appt so I dropped TB off and then took Kristin for hers. Then we went back to get TB. When I went in to pick him up, I really "saw" him the way my mom has these last couple of days. I wasn't surprised when he said Dr. Bross wanted him to go to the ER. The doc was sure TB had pneumonia but wanted the hospital to rule out a blood clot that may have been caused by the recent surgery.
So off we went. Luckily I was able to contact Heidi (poor kid's been home sick herself with bronchitis the last two days) to come and get Kristin from the ER. Even luckier, Bill wasn't working and said he could make dinner for us. So TB and I sat in the ER and waited for the X-ray, the bloodwork, the CAT scans, the results, the diagnosis, the release. We were there around 4 hours.
Now, we were supposed to be somewhere else--some place fun, some place we wanted to be. There was an International Fest in town and our church was having a table there. We were going to help with the table but I knew we'd have time to go around and check out the other tables. This is the kind of activity TB and I love--it gives us together time, it's fun...and it's free. With our financial situation, it's got to be free or we can't do it.
Funny thing is, yesterday TB and I were talking about how all the things we have to do seems to crowd out the things we want or need to do. What's worse, it's not that it's too much going-to-work, it's usually need-to-go-to-the-doctor or need-to-take-care-of-an-emergency type stuff. ARGH!
Anyway, now we're home. TB doesn't have a blood clot, thank God, but he does have early stage pneumonia. He's all washed-out looking and tired and weak. He has antibiotics now and is currently resting, reading a book. Hey, that's one fun, free thing we've been able to do no matter what doctor's office we've been to--we can read our books! That's a plus, right?
Our week also included me taking Heidi to the clinic because she had such bad bronchitis, she was wheezing like a squeeze organ--worse. There was physical therapy and other assorted doctor appointments. There was trying to help Mom with her unpacking and re-arranging of her things. There was the dog, biting himself bloody because of sand fleas.
The beginning of October came and went during the week.
When I sat down to read some news and entertainment magazines, I realized how out of touch I was lately. Philadelphia won the National League pennant? Hello? Who won for the American League? Michael Vick is back with the Eagles? Um...who is Michael Vick? There's an election this November? Oh, that's why I'm seeing Corzine trash Christie all the time then, huh? Christie seems to be taking the high road--no similar negative commercials about Corzine. What's the president up to? Oh...what's he doing running around Chicago? Oh...Chicago lost the bid to get the 2012 Olympics...where are the 2010 Olympics going to be anyway?
Most of all: where did September go? Why don't I remember it?
Lord, I need a break from this...
Friday, October 2
Health Care Petition
I have been busy, busy, busy all week and will catch up later but felt this was too important not to post:
Dear Friend,
Did you know that when Lance Armstrong received his cancer diagnosis 13 years ago, he didn’t have health insurance? No one should have to battle cancer while worrying about health insurance coverage. That’s why I just signed the LIVESTRONG Action petition, to tell our leaders in Washington that any health reform bill must include two principles:
No American should be denied health insurance coverage because of pre-existing conditions.
No American should lose their insurance due to changes in health or employment.
Will you join me and sign the LIVESTRONG Action petition? The petition will be delivered to Capitol Hill this month as the debate reaches its climax. It only takes a few moments, and it’s a critical message to send to our representatives in Washington:
Healthcare legislation petition
Thirteen years ago, Lance received his diagnosis for advanced testicular cancer. He was in-between contacts and had no health insurance—and his insurer used his diagnosis as a reason to deny reinstatement. Lance was lucky because one of his sponsors stepped in on his behalf. But not every American is so fortunate.
Our goal is a world without cancer—and the first step is making sure all survivors can get the insurance they need to fight against cancer. It’s not right for insurers to deny coverage based on pre-existing conditions, or to drop people when they get sick and need insurance the most. Will you sign the petition to show your support?
Petition
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