After many failed attempts, we finally managed to get Crookshanks (one of our outdoor kitties) to go to the vet. A few months ago he developed this weird growth in his ear and, though it only looked like an infection at first, it turned into a nasty bloody mass rather quickly. Since he’s an outdoor cat, getting him into a carrier was a trial, and we ended up having to ask the vet for a sedative to calm him down before we could take him in for a visit.
The test results came back and the vet says he has FIV (feline aids) in addition to the tumor in his ear. The lab tests for cancer haven’t returned yet, but they wanted me to decide whether they should put him to sleep because of the FIV, or proceed with the ear surgery and hope for the best. It was a tough decision to make under pressure, but I decided to let them go through with the surgery. I’ve read that cats can live for years with FIV and do just fine; and he’s such a young cat, I’m hopeful and think that he’ll recover once the tumor has been removed and he can eat without pain. He’s so sweet-tempered and silly, I didn’t think it right to euthanize him if he’s still strong and healthy. Aside from the ear, he’s fine. It’s just that the growth was so large that he could barely eat. With that gone, he should improve.
Surgery went well, so he’s home now, but still sedated and very weak. I hate seeing him like that, unable to stand and move around — it reminds me of when Didymus was ill a few years ago, before we knew that he has diabetes and he was wasting away fast. The vet said the growth went deep into his ear, so they had to go inside to get it out. He’ll be in pain for a few days and we have to watch to make sure that he doesn’t remove his stitches if he scratches himself.
These are quite neat, so I thought I’d share.
The “Seven Deadly Glasses” – a limited edition, handmade wineglass collection (ie – something only a moneyed type can afford), that celebrates the seven deadly sins.
Personally, I think they look like something that would have been used to torture heretics in the Tower of London… but they’re still quite nifty.
Yay! I called in the reservation for my birthday brunch and they gave me the room that I had been secretly hoping for: The Library 😀 . I’ve never been to JohnMartin’s and I love breakfast, so I’m kind of excited about all this. It’s been ages since I’ve hosted a proper birthday party with more than just a couple of friends, so it was a mess trying to figure out where I could go that would be nice, but moderately priced (let’s face it, most of my friends are students, which means that they’re as broke as I am), and within easy distance.
As Em says, “ME MO SSS A SSS!” 😉
My birthday is in two weeks and my gifts have already started arriving (See the cute little Pinku doll). However, the sad truth is, I always end up buying my own gifts 😦 . My family seems to think that I’m too hard to shop for because I “have everything”. Which makes me sound very materialistic.
The fact is, I don’t have “everything”.
What I do have is a lot of books.
I like books. I love to read. There’s a reason I’m a Lit major. A gift card to any bookstore would make me pleased as punch (and it would show that my relatives know enough about me to realize that I like to read). As usual, no one agrees with me. There will be cards–despite my recent ban on cards after I realized that I had saved hundreds of cards over the years and they had taken over an entire drawer. And there will be cash. Appreciated, but kind of a downer.
Lately, there has been a push for everyone to go green. The media has really been promoting green living here in the States, and I know that to some it seems like a recent ‘trend’, but I remember growing up with all sorts of eco-themed shows urging kids to “Act Locally. Think Globally.” Captain Planet anyone? I grew up participating in all sorts of school sponsored recycling programs. I learned all about saving water and energy. Reusing products and not wasting resources. So, why does it seem that so many in my age group didn’t get the message? This was a little over ten years ago, it should have become ‘trendy’ a while ago. (Yes, the idea that this is all a trend peeves me to no end. It’s so annoying when I see girls walking around with green totes and so obviously not heeding the message that these bags promote.)
Now, why am I on a green rant? Because getting it across to the older set is proving to be a bit more difficult — at least at home. Having experienced privations in their homeland when they were children, my parents are part of “stock up and save because you might not find it tomorrow” group. They buy in bulk. Generally, it’s the sort of stuff that has a long shelf-life and comes in handy during hurricane season and/or “I refuse to do groceries” time, but sometimes its the dated kind. Like yogurt! Yes, we reach the crux of my dilemma 😡 … I just had to throw away a family-size pack of yogurt because my mom bought them and promptly forgot all about them. She’s been doing this a lot lately, buying stuff that she never eats, so that I am forced to a) eat it myself or b) trash it after it expires (usually whenever I decide to attack the fridge and clean it out). She’s getting better at not doing this, but we still have a few kinks to work out.
Though I like the look of strawberries, I’m not much of a fan of the actual fruit. Mostly because I tend to have very bad luck when it comes to picking strawberries, so I usually end up with a really sour batch. Not so, today! These may be the best strawberries I have ever had (which makes me wonder just how modified they may be… best not think about that).
And onto other silly things… Didymus has found a new bed. My grandmother’s nightgown. He attacks anyone who dares take it away from him, but he behaved very nicely while I photographed him… He’s a bit of a cam tart.
We have a few outdoor kitties that we feed, so we set out a bowl of water and some dry food overnight to tide them over until they get their breakfast. Lately, the dry food has been gone by morning and the water has been really filthy… turns out we have a frog that intimidates all the cats and then eats their food! It’s a bully frog!
I once heard that frogs are a sign of a healthy ecosystem… I can’t vouch for that, but maybe it’s a sign of tasty kitty kibble. Let there be tadpoles!
Went to see Prince Caspian with some friends but the film left me feeling a bit disappointed. Obviously, most book to movie adaptations leave plot details out that only really die-hard book fans make a fuss about (case in point, the Harry Potter movies). However, while my personal peeve with The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe was that the animals seemed to have had a tad too much of the Disney magic, Caspian just failed to capture my attention. It was a battle movie. From beginning to end. I found myself having to refer back to what I remembered from the book just to fill in the plot. While I realize that the fight between the Narnians and the Telmarines is a crucial part of the book, it felt like that was the only focus of the film. Maybe I’ll need a second viewing to warm up to it, but I still don’t feel satisfied with these adaptations.
Not only is it worrisome enough to think that I will be entering the job market during an economic crisis, apparently Florida (and esp. South Fla) is one of the absolute worst locations for potential employment in the country. So, a) I am out of a proper job until I finish my thesis, b) I may not find a proper job for some time to come, c) good thing I live with my parents or I would be evicted. And… because as a TA I made squat this year, my earnings were too small to merit an economic stimulus. This makes absolutely no sense to me. Couples, as usual, are rewarded for being married while singles only receive a bonus if they earned enough to begin with?! Shouldn’t this boost go to people who really need the cash (like impoverished students with ridiculous tuition fees, attending a school that is sinking under its own economic crisis)?
Bad situation all around.
I tend to do things on impulse… like restarting this blog. I thought about it, then I thought, ‘Why not? Might as well set it up sooner than later, if I’m going to do it.’ So when I get it in my head to do something, I do it. However, I have to do it straight through. I can’t start something and then take a break from it. That only makes me lose my drive.
Now, I have a thesis to write. I told myself I would write a chapter a month. I would start and stick to it, or I’d end up taking longer than necessary to finish this thing. I gave myself deadlines. I planned things out. I structured the entire process (at least on my end, the rest is up to my committee). The only problem is that this weekend threw me off my schedule. I can multi-task, but there are some things that require my full attention. Writing is one of those. I was distracted. I told myself I needed a break and I would still have enough time to finish my first chapter by the 19th if I started again on Monday. That didn’t happen–starting again on Monday, I mean. Another little snag occurred and I ended up spending my day running around campus getting forms signed and tracking down books in the library (books that are missing!! People, return your books after you are done using them. Just a courtesy.). Now, I can’t remember where I was going with my draft. I was making some sort of transition from one point to another, and I can’t remember what exactly that point was. I’ll figure it out, but the lazy daze has set in.