Hardly Anything on pg9 which metypes at ft of now that doesn't call for Gre' Big FangQ!!! Altogether 2 Many rt-clickied or FastStone grabbed (if croppage deemed useful as to reduce perceived acres of blank space within - ha hi & ;-p)..Dbm, followed your lead to B fotos, but didn't see her nomming cricket. Some line re Dine In Peace.
Deathbymeteor: Good morning Caturday,Busy week here. Had to take a new certification test to prove I still know what I know, so that was a couple hundred dollars I could use for other things. Like the PC repairs I'm going to have to do soon, since the fan is dying, which means replacement parts to be ordered...Since there was a request last week for new pictures of B, I stuck a few taken yesterday/day before into an album (since I know some people aren't all spider fans). There is a couple dark photos, and one of them is her munching on a cricket (but I think it's too dark to see the food)http://imgur.com/a/X6cNb#0Should post a bigger update later today from work, but for now, it's time for noms and work prep. So hugs to all going through the tough stuff, and skritches to all the critters (except B, she prefers no touching)
Bondith: My cat, Molly, went for a walk last Friday morning and never came home. She was 21, and in remarkably good shape for such an ancient cat. Her kidneys were shot and she was too arthritic to do proper cat-yoga to clean herself, but she was still fairly spry. She slept 23 hours a day instead of 21. I moved out when she was 10, so for over half her life she didn't have my bed to curl up on, but whenever I came home she still remembered me ("Oh, hey, it's you. I didn't realise you were gone. Feed me.")Last summer, I was home between jobs. She spent most of her time asleep on the stairs, but when I sat down next to her she'd always wake up and rub her face against mine. When I was in school, I'd sit in the basement with my binder and books spread across the table. She'd come and "help" but sprawling right atop where I was trying to write. Other times she'd sit on my desk while I was on the computer. When she was a kitten, she'd curl up on my shoulder until she got too big to fit.I suspect she went and found a comfortable bush to hide under and let go. 21 is a damn good run for a cat. Someone told me that for a cat to reach that age, it means they're happy and well taken care of. If I could remember my Photobucket password, and had storage space, and could figure out how HTML worked, I'd post some pictures. She was grey, with a white bib and white socks of varying lengths (knee-high on her back legs, more like mittens on her front paws). Mum and Dad and my sister searched the neighbourhood, and there's a missing poster up on the mailbox, but it's probably beyond hope by now. She's been out before, but she's always come home. It's been really hot and dry this past week, so she'd have had trouble finding water.Christmas is gonna be weird. Usually when I go home for a visit, the first thing I do is find her and pet her.
Squilax: Good morning fellow Caturdayians... I have a sad tale to tell today.As some of you may know, I work at a drop-in for street kids. Recently one of them got her first place, and moved in with her 6month old kitten Ashes. The apartment is supported housing, built for people with mental health issues, and permits people to have small pets. However, the windows open downwards, and are only about a foot off the floor. My young client has a place on the 9th floor, and sadly on Thursday morning, she fell out the window to a concrete balcony 5 floors below. We were all in shock, and mourning, because we assumed the cat had died. The young lady's boyfriend scaled the building attempting to retrieve the cat's body, but before he reached it the security guards came and talked to him, and they decided to help him access the area that the cat fell.Well, we were all astonished when she turned up alive. For an hour it was a carnival atmosphere in the Centre, we were all so happy that she was ok. Ashes had a little bit of trouble moving her back leg, but she wasn't crying and she seemed to be ok.A follow up xray and vet visit yesterday afternoon told a different story - her pelvis was shattered. Poor little thing didn't even cry, didn't complain, but she was all broken up inside. The surgery was $5k to start and for a street kid, even with the help of the SPCA advocate, it was out of reach.So here's to Ashes, a trooper to the last...
Zizzowop: My brother got this Beagle in 2002, rescued from a test lab. She passed away last night from kidney failure, she was 15. Her name was Olivia. Here she is with my sister in law in Dec. 2006:[farm4.staticflickr.com image 480x640]
Diocletian's Last Cabbage: Ms MacGyver: Just got a call from UGA. Rufus was moved to the neurological ICU on Friday. As of this morning, they still have no clue. She said , "we're puzzled. We just don't know." He gets better in some areas and worse in others. He stood yesterday but can't today. He waga his tail but can't move his legs. The only positive is that he drank some from a syringe today. Nutmeg the cat has lost weight since he's been gone. I'm stressed to the end of my sanity. Rufus isn't in pain, but he's not getting better.Hope the veterinary version of Dr House diagnosis what's up and cures Rufus of what ails him in as quickly as possible. No matter how crusty and cantankorous he behaves (the doc, not Rufus).
Zizzowop: My brother got this Beagle in 2002, rescued from a test lab. She passed away last night from kidney failure, she was 15. Her name was Olivia. Here she is with my sister in law in Dec. 2006:
Mrs CDK: Hai everybuddy. Sherpa should be here soon. We'll be showing him how the midwest BBQ...pork steaks, corm on the cob, beans, potato salad. We picked up the first peaches of the season from the local peach farm so I'm making peach crumble for dessert. Should be yummy.An unrelated pic of Racer. I'm sure this is how she'll be looking at sherpa later :o)[lh6.googleusercontent.com image 650x540]
Achieved at last ft of pg10 right under Wentworth in carrier foto.First, condolences & sympathy to Bondith for Molly's final walkaboot. Hope you can accept, that was her choice. Some cats do that if they can. Thanks a bunch for grey jellicle with odd sox description that let me (& others here it's hoped) see her in mind's eye & Stan Freberg imagination.Second, condolences, sympathy & window screens to Squilax's client on her loss of brave young trooper Ashes.Thirdly on far happier note, most pleased to hear DLC is happy with what spinach gunk was able to do with the photo & his suggestion for title of new Caturday certificate/medal/whatever. IMHO, earlier rant was fully justified, but nothin' like Excellent Piece Of Work to set matters Right again, eh?
yobbery: *sigh* Nathan is at the emergency hospital now. After the spat with Wolf he kept licking his chops as if he had hair stuck in this mouth. The licking turned into extreme tenderness and drooling.Our vet recommended we take him straight to the emergency room. The doc at the hospital thinks he may have a puncture wound in his mouth or a tooth issue. The doc doesn't think his Jaw is broken but needs to sedate him for a better look. Since we are literally within walking distance of the hospital (PVSEC) he told us to just hang out at home and they'll call us after they get a chance to take a peek. They're pretty busy now and it may take a bit of time. Other than his jaw/tooth/whatever he's perfectly healthy and I'm sure other cases are going to take precedence.He weighs 16lbs! Freaked me out because he is not the least bit fat, but him and Wolf are both big muscular cats.I'll update when I hear something.
CAT-LIKE TYPING DETECTED: Zizzowop: My brother got this Beagle in 2002, rescued from a test lab. She passed away last night from kidney failure, she was 15. Her name was Olivia. Here she is with my sister in law in Dec. 2006:[farm4.staticflickr.com image 480x640]Rest well, Olivia.. We care about all, here, and cats will mourn your passing.. So sorry fer the loss.. =(/..sigh.. At this point, the tail OTFT must look like just me talking about losses.. Depressing..
CAT-LIKE TYPING DETECTED: Oops..!Meant to include wishes fer Rufus to respond to treatment and quickly recover, in last post.. Hit 'add comment' instead of "preview"..my bad..
yobbery: Mia is howing off her beach body (she's the ball.)[img.fark.net image 576x431]
Crrawwling along to ft of pg11, howling at Unca Cabbage's catptionations! Nommy time here, these guys missed lunch as we didn't get home from G Hart funeral (Pl's former chorusmate) until Way Late. Finnish (sic) this post, thank mail order place for Supplies both Ginger & I need, then Feed Ze Mob. What, Not Feed Ze Mob furrst? Doubt Pl'll be home for nommies, is doing computer work for widow of another late chorusmate who oughta feed him.Sympathy & condolences to all 3 Zizzowop, his bro & bro's lady wife on loss of Olivia. Looks so much like she was a good dog, & 15's not bad run a-tall for biggles. Reckon whoever hoo-mon of those 3 gets Up Yondah first is who Olivia'll greet, more likely those with whom she lived for so long.
Diocletian's Last Cabbage: Well ,that's all for today and tomorrow. Would really like to see KiloKitteh by first thing Moansday! Someday would REALLY like to see 2XKiloKitteh!
CrankyAndi: [crankyandi.smugmug.com image 800x600]Ellie, wearing the jester hat.
Paul Baumer: yobbery: Mia is howing off her beach body (she's the ball.)[img.fark.net image 576x431]Wakefield furniture?
CrankyAndi: This is what Louie looked like when he was on an opiate. he had to take because of a blockage... this was almost two years ago.i am sure he understands the fun trip that Nathan is on right now....... Sending warm thoughts to all who need them....[crankyandi.smugmug.com image 800x600]
Nexxi: What Ms. Kitty does on a rainy day.I was sitting on the deck finishing off a knife project when I heard rustling behind me. THIS WAS RIGHT BEHIND MY CHAIR. Once I got past the near heart attack, I realized it wasn't venomous and grabbed the camera.
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