And action shot of startled peacock.
Sunday, May 13, 2018
Monday, May 7, 2018
Embarrassed blush ...
Two beautiful young men just showed up at my place to spruik the McGrath Foundation and raise funds.
I am one of those people who think nothing is bothering them until one word sets off a gush of tears and wailing.
Sadly, it happened during the ever so pretty young handsome man's speech.
I hope I haven't totalled their day.
Did my best to tell them they were doing good work etc, but am like a sobbing three year old when I cry. All heaving sobs and shuddering breathes.
Poor boys.
Sister is infact, very well considering.
They have decided can skip surgery and go straight to radiotherapy .
Everybody in the family is letting their hair grow back now.
Mother is due to arrive saturday.
Hopefully for only two weeks.
Dad is in hospital in Melbourne with some kind of skin infection on his legs and heart ussues. My sister assures me he is safe to ring cause he is very confused and can only speak for about five minutes at a time.
Dad is notorious for his long winded conversations/monologues which frequently feature stories from his days of working as a taxi driver.
Have not been able to stand tbe smell of rum since.
Did twelve bags of shredding at work yesterday.
A paperless office still involves an aweful lot of shredding.
Sad to only feel like one has managed to do something constructive by destroying something.
I am one of those people who think nothing is bothering them until one word sets off a gush of tears and wailing.
Sadly, it happened during the ever so pretty young handsome man's speech.
I hope I haven't totalled their day.
Did my best to tell them they were doing good work etc, but am like a sobbing three year old when I cry. All heaving sobs and shuddering breathes.
Poor boys.
Sister is infact, very well considering.
They have decided can skip surgery and go straight to radiotherapy .
Everybody in the family is letting their hair grow back now.
Mother is due to arrive saturday.
Hopefully for only two weeks.
Dad is in hospital in Melbourne with some kind of skin infection on his legs and heart ussues. My sister assures me he is safe to ring cause he is very confused and can only speak for about five minutes at a time.
Dad is notorious for his long winded conversations/monologues which frequently feature stories from his days of working as a taxi driver.
Have not been able to stand tbe smell of rum since.
Did twelve bags of shredding at work yesterday.
A paperless office still involves an aweful lot of shredding.
Sad to only feel like one has managed to do something constructive by destroying something.
Saturday, May 5, 2018
Saturday at work
Lent (gave) $20 to one of the regular patients today.
He wasn't there to see a dr, just stopped to ask if I could spare him some cash.
Is having a bad time with reflux and can't afford to buy different food until next pension day.
Poor old man was burping every three seconds and I know how uncomfortable that feels.
Not that I am particularly flush with funds this week.
Still owe my sister money.
Had to put scooter in, as headlight blew.
They mentioned needed a new back tyre at last service, so did that this time since it was going in.
Poor fella is quite hard to understand sometimes wot with the missing teeth and head injury.
Never feel quite as sorry for myself as I might anymore.
Have made big Bolognese for myself and bought dry cat food for the week.
Now have $20 left for wet catfood for the week.
Its doable.
Just have to be parsimonious with the kitty litter.
One of the new drs has asked me to make extra pesto for him next time I am making a batch.
So I now have a podiatrist and a doctor asking to give me money for food, lol!
He wasn't there to see a dr, just stopped to ask if I could spare him some cash.
Is having a bad time with reflux and can't afford to buy different food until next pension day.
Poor old man was burping every three seconds and I know how uncomfortable that feels.
Not that I am particularly flush with funds this week.
Still owe my sister money.
Had to put scooter in, as headlight blew.
They mentioned needed a new back tyre at last service, so did that this time since it was going in.
Poor fella is quite hard to understand sometimes wot with the missing teeth and head injury.
Never feel quite as sorry for myself as I might anymore.
Have made big Bolognese for myself and bought dry cat food for the week.
Now have $20 left for wet catfood for the week.
Its doable.
Just have to be parsimonious with the kitty litter.
One of the new drs has asked me to make extra pesto for him next time I am making a batch.
So I now have a podiatrist and a doctor asking to give me money for food, lol!
Monday, April 23, 2018
Poor Suki ...
... managed to muster her safely into the cat carrier.
Cone and all.
She removed the cone herself a couple of days before, whilst I was at work, so I left it off overnight so she could get a good clean in.
She licked off all the fur on the back of her back legs along with a couple of other patches. God only knows what the vet thinks "insert sad worried oppressed face emoji"
She vomited up spit vomit in stress at the voyage.
I stopped at my sister's place on the way to clean her up.
Three or four vomits later she was at the vets.
Couldn't get her out of the cage.
Eventually was able to get a towel over her and slide her out.
She was very well behaved once she had a towel over her head.
If only they made those hawk/falcon hoods for small feral nervous cats.
All healed up beautifully .
Vet happy.
Ish.
Subsequent behaviour interesting.
Still a very discreet cat.
Unlikely to be assertive or put herself forward.
Except occasionally.
She appears to have decided that I am fair game when sitting upright, which I don't do often as I only really have one wooden chair that is not very comfortable to sit on, but which the arms of which are very useful in helping me get up from the mattress on the floor, which is my bed at present, and that I am spending far too much time reclined on.
She is very cute.
Even in her piebald state.
My sister says she looks like Toothless from how to train your dragon.
Cone and all.
She removed the cone herself a couple of days before, whilst I was at work, so I left it off overnight so she could get a good clean in.
She licked off all the fur on the back of her back legs along with a couple of other patches. God only knows what the vet thinks "insert sad worried oppressed face emoji"
She vomited up spit vomit in stress at the voyage.
I stopped at my sister's place on the way to clean her up.
Three or four vomits later she was at the vets.
Couldn't get her out of the cage.
Eventually was able to get a towel over her and slide her out.
She was very well behaved once she had a towel over her head.
If only they made those hawk/falcon hoods for small feral nervous cats.
All healed up beautifully .
Vet happy.
Ish.
Subsequent behaviour interesting.
Still a very discreet cat.
Unlikely to be assertive or put herself forward.
Except occasionally.
She appears to have decided that I am fair game when sitting upright, which I don't do often as I only really have one wooden chair that is not very comfortable to sit on, but which the arms of which are very useful in helping me get up from the mattress on the floor, which is my bed at present, and that I am spending far too much time reclined on.
She is very cute.
Even in her piebald state.
My sister says she looks like Toothless from how to train your dragon.
Sunday, April 15, 2018
Oh dear ...
... poor Suki was not pregnant, or at least not successfully pregnant.
1.3 grams of pusy infected uterus was removed from my poor sick pussy.
(I couldn't resist an are you being served moment there, sorry peoples)
She forgave me for her first fearfilled foray into the outside world 10 hours or more later, but has now ostracised me since the painkilling injection has worn off.
Suki has always been the most nervy and feral of all my cats.
She can hear a blister pack from rooms away and will hide behind the stove where I cannot reach her for hours, sigh.
All I have to do is look at her in an interested way to scare her into the unknown hidden pockets of my duplex.
I only know two of her hideaways.
Unfortunately she has four or five.
She is supposed to get her stitches out Saturday, and I am not quite sure if I'll manage it.
She only half destroyed the vets office.
The vet said she was very well behaved once she was wrapped up and covered in a towel.
Funnily enough she likes a pat, as long as you don't physically handle or move her in any way. I have quite enjoyed the (i now know, pain inspired) assertiveness of the last couple of weeks.
Ive always thought she would enjoy a house of own without the competition of her siblings.
1.3 grams of pusy infected uterus was removed from my poor sick pussy.
(I couldn't resist an are you being served moment there, sorry peoples)
She forgave me for her first fearfilled foray into the outside world 10 hours or more later, but has now ostracised me since the painkilling injection has worn off.
Suki has always been the most nervy and feral of all my cats.
She can hear a blister pack from rooms away and will hide behind the stove where I cannot reach her for hours, sigh.
All I have to do is look at her in an interested way to scare her into the unknown hidden pockets of my duplex.
I only know two of her hideaways.
Unfortunately she has four or five.
She is supposed to get her stitches out Saturday, and I am not quite sure if I'll manage it.
She only half destroyed the vets office.
The vet said she was very well behaved once she was wrapped up and covered in a towel.
Funnily enough she likes a pat, as long as you don't physically handle or move her in any way. I have quite enjoyed the (i now know, pain inspired) assertiveness of the last couple of weeks.
Ive always thought she would enjoy a house of own without the competition of her siblings.
Friday, April 6, 2018
2018 died before it started ...
I am feeling particularly sad, for no apparent reason.
I've burst into tears three times so far this afternoon.
Its a mystery.
My eldest sister wants me to go to the circus Sunday.
Maybe I should .
I don't want to .
Suki is too old to have kittens, but has managed to consort prior to the big snip for FeedMe .
She is now well and truly overdue.
So 2018 has started with my scooter breaking dowm and costing somewhat under a thousand, to be topped by my cat wot will probably cost nearly the same .
Its just that I was really going to focus on setting myself up for success this year.
I really wanted to get the gas reconnected, turn the hot water system off and eat more green things.
Fuck me.
Because I'm fucked before I even started.
Sigh
I've burst into tears three times so far this afternoon.
Its a mystery.
My eldest sister wants me to go to the circus Sunday.
Maybe I should .
I don't want to .
Suki is too old to have kittens, but has managed to consort prior to the big snip for FeedMe .
She is now well and truly overdue.
So 2018 has started with my scooter breaking dowm and costing somewhat under a thousand, to be topped by my cat wot will probably cost nearly the same .
Its just that I was really going to focus on setting myself up for success this year.
I really wanted to get the gas reconnected, turn the hot water system off and eat more green things.
Fuck me.
Because I'm fucked before I even started.
Sigh
Monday, April 2, 2018
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