Critter tales

11-16-10




It was an exhausting evening. But it was super productive.



I bathed both of my dogs. I put them in the tub together, which turns out is way easier than one at a time. They are nervous in there by themselves, and I think that they fed off of each other’s pathetic look, so they were super easy. Plus, when I was done, I didn’t have to dread doing another dog since I was already done.



After bathing duties came worming. Luna has worms, so we got some OTC meds to treat them all. It has been some time since we had to liquid medicate any of the critters. I now wish I had sprung for the pills.



The dogs were fine, actually. The cats, well, were cats. In all fairness, they all did great. I mean, shoot, I only ended up with one tiny scratch. Plus, all of them got their full dose. However, the screams they do are heartbreaking.



I had the kitty wrestler hold down pat, so Ken did the actual application of meds. Although none of them were as bad as Pixel used to be about this, Monarch certainly tried. Pixel would act as though she was drowning and would foam at the mouth, which was freaky since it was the same shade of pink that the worming meds are. She would then proceed to vomit up anything you got in her. It fucked with her for a couple days.



Monarch started foaming when we were administering the meds, which of course was starting to prove that perhaps black and white plus pink doesn’t mix. Thankfully, the worst part of Monarch was really just his yowls which became slightly comical.



Luna forgave me before we were even done. Lycos came around pretty quick. The cats excepted my peace offering of some tuna juice, but they still were not exactly thrilled with us.



My arms are sore. Turns out just because your cat is only 12 pounds, it doesn’t mean they are not crazy strong.



We climbed into bed before 8. No joke. Ken is still sick so we took advantage of the fact that the kids were pooped, too. Dax lately has been bored mid-Mickey Mouse and actually asks if it is time to go to bed. I am taking full advantage of his willingness to sleep.



My shortened weeks will be nice. I leave work tomorrow at noon and don’t come back until Monday. Next week with Thanksgiving, I also only have a three day week. I am loads happy.



I just had some yummy coffee. The problem I have found with coffee is that it is hot. I know, I could have it iced. It isn’t always a big deal, but due to the fluctuating temperature in here, hot coffee sometimes results in overheating Gena. This appears to be one of those mornings. Luckily I have my ice water.



I was noting last night that it seems wrong that I have not shed any tears for my grandmother, yet I was a blubbering mess when I looked at the footprints on Saturday of Jonathan. I didn’t know Jonathan. In all fairness, I didn’t know Virg. I suppose innocence trumps evil. That being said, I wonder if Virg realized as she was starting to lose her mind how many relatives she was awful to. And if there is a heaven or hell, where does she go? Sure, she was awful to me, and my mother, but does that make her evil through and through? Or was she really kind? I hate how my mind works sometimes.



OMG!!!! The Beatles catalog is on iTunes!! SO HAPPY!! Anyone have $150 I can have? LOL! The box set is that much. I saw the net buzz and I see that there are songs available for download. Apple.com said the announcement is in a few minutes (7 am) but I know what it is since I looked on iTty. YAY!!!!!!!!



Loving this fog. I drove to work in it and it was mega thick. It was like an adventure. I know I drove the same route I take every day, but somehow it was different. It felt like I had never been there before.



I do not think I like the new water here at work. We got a new filter machine and the water is kind of gross.



I need to put a charger for iTty and my phone in my purse. I realize that I use both a lot all day, and at work if I am listening to music, my radio doesn’t charge it. I may need to invest in a new radio so that it will charge since I didn’t charge iTty last night I am afraid to listen to it at work. We will see.



I am crazy excited for the Beatles. I grew up on “oldies” as a kid. While kids listened to the 80’s classics I now love, I listened to Buddy Holly, Bobby Vee, Patsy Cline, Don Mclean. I loved them all. Frank Sinatra meant my mom was cleaning, so it was obviously Saturday morning. His soulful crooning still makes me swoon. When Dax was a baby, despite the fact that I wanted him to know songs from Erasure or George Michael, I ended up singing American Pie because of all the songs in my head, that was the one that was long, and I didn’t mind singing over and over. To this day, he smiles when it comes on. The Beatles were one of my mom’s favorites. I can listen to Eleanor Rigby and still get goose bumps today. I suppose it is nostalgia, but I think it is way more than that. You hear some songs on the radio today and you wonder who the fuck is signing off on these tunes? Ke$ha??? Who lets that woman sing??? Her songs suck and what is even worse is when they have “kids” versions on those kids CD’s that have a bunch of Kids Incorporated rejects sing popular songs. What the hell, people? Yes, I realize that I watch Glee and have downloaded several songs from them, but they can sing? Have you heard the kids on Kid Bops or whatever they are called?? SO BAD!



I am on random mode. No more coffee for Gena.



The last time I saw Robbie was on Thanksgiving Day, 2006. It seems fitting since Thanksgiving and Robbie go hand in hand. It is one of the few days she ended up being able to come out to LA. I remember the year my appendix exploded, she was out here. I was trying to get out of my house to see Greg. I made the excuse that I wanted ice cream. My mom wouldn’t let me go. But I could go with Robbie. We got out on the road and she says to me, “So who are you trying to see.” No joke. She knew. It didn’t matter how long it had been since we last talked. She always knew what was going on in my head. I miss her very much. I will raise a glass to her on Thursday next week.



Beatles on iTunes the same day Prince William announces his engagement. Yay Britain!



I am going to do my hair wild per the boys’ request, but I think I will wait until after the parent teacher conference. I would imagine Mrs. Fasheh would not be able to take me too seriously showing up all crazy.



There is work to be done but I feel so unmotivated.



I have a mega craving for the Big Wok.



We need to get down to Disneyland this week to renew our passes. Yes, I know we can do it online, but for some reason Dax’s pass isn’t coming up online. So we figure we can go down, maybe even get new pictures. Always a good excuse.



The boss is driving me a little batty. Granted, some of it comes from an idiot at one of my customer’s sites. Still, I wish they wouldn’t get all up in my grill. LOL!



After I bathed the dogs I say to Bobby, “Don’t they look all clean?”.



“No, mom, they look wet.”



Awesome!