Thursday, January 25, 2007

Why do I do it?

I admit one of my guilty pleasures is watching shows on supernatural stuff, you know, ghosts, aliens, and so on. There are times I don't know why I do it because I spend a good chunk of time yell at the TV. This is particularly true of shows on ancient astronauts. The whole idea that ancient humans just couldn't be smart enough to come up with things on their own just irritates the hell out of me. Yet I still watch the shows, rather than shut them off and turn on some music or something.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Ouch

I slipped and fell when I went to put the dog out last night after she ate (which was right after my post here). As usual I have no idea how it happened, one minute I feel my foot sliding a bit, and then suddenly I'm going down. The worst part of it is that I partially landed on the poor dog who yelped and looked at me sorrowfully as if it were her fault. After a couple of seconds to get my wits back I drug myself up and went into the house to change clothes because it was snow on the deck and I was now cold and wet. I really expected to feel really stiff and sore this morning but I didn't. Now, over 24 hours after the fall, I feel like someone hit me with a truck and then came back and hit me with it a few more times. So I'll take more ibuprofen before bed and hopefully I'll feel a bit better tomorrow.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

A quick update

I've been spending a lot of time working on different projects lately. A has agreed to let me sell lanyards at the craft show in August so I have been trying to make a few each week so I have a decent selection. I've also been listing them in my Etsy store to see if there is any interest in them there. I'm also trying to make an effort to get a few more leather items into my Etsy store mainly tooled or stamped pieces, but that may take a bit since it takes me a while to make them. On top of all of that A is trying to come over every Monday to work on jewelry for the business so we have a decent stock for the show in August and I am trying to work out new ways to display our pieces. Oh, and I agreed to run the kitchen for an SCA event in April so I have to work out a menu for that too. It's been nice to be doing stuff rather than sitting around surfing the 'net but my participation on the ULRP message board is suffering a bit.

The only other real update is that Scooter continues to do well. (In fact, he is sitting next to my chair right now staring at me as if he is trying to will me to feed them a few minutes early.) I can't tell if the remaining lump has gone down any but it hasn't grown and he is his normal ornery self. He's definitely unimpressed with getting antibiotics twice a day but so far has not tried to eat my arm over it which is a bonus.

Friday, January 12, 2007

Scooter update

Today we heard back about the mystery lump. It is not cancer. It is some sort of infectous process caused by a skin infection of some sort which means the treatment is pretty simple, a broad spectrum antibiotic twice a day. I'm just glad that I'm an old hand at giving Scooter medications and that this is a liquid antibiotic. The trick will be remembering to give it to him.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

This is your cat. . .this is your cat on drugs

Scooter went in to the vet to have the lump on his chin checked out yesterday. We got good news, bad news and weird news out of it. The good news is that the lump did not have the characteristic glow of osteosarcoma on the x-ray. The bad news was that it firmly attached to his jaw and appears to be at least partially bone. The weird news is that the vet's office has no idea what it is. So, the vet went in and removed about 3/4 of the lump and it is being sent to Ft. Collins to CSU to be tested. Now we just have to wait and see what the lab has to see.

Scooter was able to come home last night which was nice, but he was still pretty drugged up so he could barely walk when he came out of the carrier. For his own safety, and to give him some relief from the other cats bugging him, I picked him up and moved him into the bedroom and shut the door. Normally he hates being picked up and carried, but this was like carrying a rag doll or a stuffed animal. By the time I let him out he was doing pretty well but he still was having a hard time walking so I was surprised to see him get up on the stand where we keep the dry cat food, as well as going around to make sure all the other cats' dishes were clean. By 5 this morning he was definitely back to his normal self because he got up on the bed and woke me up, mainly because he wanted more dry cat food. It was nice to see, but at least when he was still drugged up he left me alone and I could get some sleep.