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Mattel-hoverboard-Back-To-The-Future So it’s a new year, how time flies. While 2014 wasn’t the worst year in recent memory, it wasn’t the best. We lost Moo Kitty and Galahad last year, and Bunny Poo Poo needed an expensive operation. He’s at least okay now.

Christmas was good and bad. It turned out the cold I couldn’t shake developed into pneumonia. Fun! While at the urgent care to get treated John picked up the flu virus. Thankfully we both got good drugs and are recovered just in time for our vacation. We are headed out on our cruise soon, so as usual watch my Instagram and my Tumblr blog for photo updates. We are going on the newest Royal Caribbean ship The Quantum of the Seas.

Finally some house renovations inside are going on. Work is starting on our bathroom renovations, even though I wanted to hold on that until it was a tad warmer. We are looking into finally possibly putting a small bathroom in upstairs and then later expanding our main floor bathroom. Yes we are moving on up, a two bathroom house! Mind you this house was constructed in 1914 when one bathroom was a bonus.

That’s all for now. Stay tuned for some more fun updates!

Oh yeah . . . it’s 2015, so where’s my damn hoverboard?

Life Goes On

It’s been over a week since we said goodbye to Galahad. The first few days were sad and especially hard for Grim. He walked around constantly looking for his friend. He even let out a few meows, which he almost never does. Since the first few days he has come out of his cave behind the sofa where he tends to hide. He’s been walking around more, even sitting under the table while I’m working. This morning he was sleeping in the window seat, which he has never done. He’s been open to being petted a lot more too, which normally makes him recoil or run. The next hopeful step is getting him to jump up on the couch with us. Oddly enough he wasn’t such a recluse as a kitten. I’m not sure what happened to change him.

In other news, my garden has finally bloomed, and as usual all at once. I sadly lost a lot of early tomatoes thanks to blossom end rot. John got me some spray that has pretty much corrected that. I also lost some segments of the plants to wind damage in a storm or two. Two of the plants grew too big and started toppling believe it or not. I’ve had to do a lot of bracing and tying of the branched. For once I kept the pests away from my garden only to have my plants succumbed to other things. However I should be good to go for the next month or two with tomatoes, peppers and eggplants. I’ve already got a plan for next summer to put raised garden beds down in the area and have a nice looking garden.

Anyways, I’ll be posting again real soon. If you followed my tumblr or instagram this weekend, you’ll notice I posted some spooky photos. I went to Pennhurst State School (and asylum) for a paranormal investigation. It was a much different investigation than I’ve done in the past with my friends, who normally lead the investigations. For this one we were basically just set lose to do our own thing. I went all on my own, not knowing anyone there, so fortunately two women who had never done an investigation were there and they were happy to tag along with me. I would not have wanted to explore that place on my own at all!

Pennhurst State School

RIP Galahad

Well today is almost over, and that is a good thing, because it was a shitty ass day. We had to put our oldest cat down this morning. Galahad was 17 and lived a long life, but it was still sad. He was the last of the original three cats that John had when we met (pictured below). Uther went first, followed by Lance, and then in January we lost Moo Kitty. Galahad outlived them all. Most of the pictures below are from when he was younger and healthy. Over the past year or two he went from a plump kitty to a skinny one. He was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism last year and had been on medication ever since. He lost so much weight because of it.

So about a month ago we noticed his equilibrium was off whack. He was also ticking his head a lot. The vet worried with his age and hyperthyroidism that it was a brain issue, perhaps a lesion had formed. The only way to tell would be an expensive CT scan, and even if we found out it was a lesion he was 17 years old, what would we do with the knowledge? Surgery wasn’t really an option because of his age and other issues. We tried some antibiotics first to rule out some kind of infection in the inner ear or maybe a tooth that was bothering him. The meds seemed to work. His equilibrium got better and he wasn’t falling off things anymore. However he still had a bit of a tick in his head, and every now and then he got wobbly. This week he just all but stopped eating. He did that a month ago too, before we put him on the meds. But he seemed to get better after the meds. This time though he just wouldn’t eat no matter what. He would lick gravy or drink broth, but he didn’t want to eat. Then yesterday he had a few vomiting incidents. I think he also had more now that I think about it. I found dried vomit around the house in the AM too. However with cats, it’s not that odd to find puke somewhere. Last night though he basically laid down by the water dish, rested his head on it, and didn’t want to move. That was when we knew it was the end. Many of our other cats acted the same way when it was their time. They found a place in the house they liked, laid down and sort of became catatonic. We honestly didn’t think he would make it through the night, but he was still there this AM. I made the call to the vet and took him in and said goodbye.

We are down to just three cats now. I’m worried about Grimm. He has never been social and affectionate with us humans like Mew Mew and Percy are. He rarely jumps up on the couch to be petted or cuddle. He likes just being by himself. He even runs off when you approach him or reach out. Galahad was his cuddle buddy. They slept together and played together all the time. I don’t know what he’s going to do without him. Right now he’s just wandering the house, I think he’s wondering where his buddy is.

RIP Moo Kitty - 2003-2014

So tonight we had to say goodbye to Moo Kitty. He would have been 11 this year. He’s the first cat that was really mine and John’s, as John already had three cats when we met. Two of them are gone as well, and I fear the last (now 16 . . . maybe 17?) probably won’t make it much longer as he has hyperthyroidism.

Moo was in advanced kidney failure, and try as we might with meds, we couldn’t bring his values up (or down) enough so that he was in the good zone. He’d been on an IV drip for 4 days, but wasn’t improving fast enough. The vet worried because he was no where near the good zone in terms of his values, that taking him off the medicine would make him relapse, and keeping him on it probably wouldn’t do much good either as he was getting better so slowly that he’d back slide once off the IV. When we took him into the vet he was pretty much a slug and barely moving from his bed. Tonight when we went to say goodbye he was more of his old self, which made it even harder. I wanted to scream “he clearly looks and is acting better!” However I knew he was on borrowed time, and I guess I should be thankful he was feeling better when he went to sleep forever and not in the pain he was a few days ago.

I do wish I snuck him a last meal of sinful cat food though.

Now the challenge will to be keeping John away from the shelters and adopting another cat! Every time one dies, we seem to end up with a new one.

Good Riddance To April!

April sucked donkey balls, and I’m glad the month is over! I spent more time at the vet this month than I think I ever have . . . as well as a hell of a lot of money! Where to begin?

Well first up our eldest cat has been wasting away as of recently. At first I thought he was just old, he’s 15 or 16. It’s not unusual for older cats to lose weight. Then however I began to worry something more was wrong, as he had an insatiable appetite. He just sat and meowed for food all day long, and nothing seemed to fill him up. So I took him in, worrying it was cancer. His two brothers (litter-mates) died of it, so I was preparing for the worst. This was the last of the original three cats John had when we met. I knew he would not take it well if something was wrong. It was actually hyperthyroidism, and his levels were extremely toxic. He’s been on medicine for 2-3 weeks and is doing much better now. He still has to have another check-up in a few months to make sure everything is going okay and the meds are still working.

Then there is the dogs . . . . Nikko somehow got exposed to Lymes disease over the past 5-7 weeks, so the vet thinks from his blood work. What the hell! We have not found any ticks on him! I traditionally never frontline the dogs from December-February, but I guess that one warm day we had in February got him! Though frontline doesn’t completely prevent exposure to lymes disease either, so who knows when he got it. It has to be some time in the past year. Ironically I had also JUST got the lymes vacine for them both. Grrrrr! The vet said it will at least prevent further exposure from any other bites. He’s been on antibiotics and is fine. However I have to keep an eye on him for “lameness” which is the usual symptom dogs show. Of course as I type this, the news is running a report that our mild winter is going to mean a horrible summer for ticks. Don’t we already have to deal with those cicadas?

Finally Princess just about gave me a heart attack, which with my blood pressure issues is actually a real possibility. Her urine levels were off at a recent check-up, and then they realized they were off last year too. She had a +2 protein in her urine last year, it rose to +3 this year. Last year she had a bladder infection though, so they attributed it to that. This was the first I heard of this protein issue mind you! Now they needed more tests because it could be a sign of kidney disease, or it could be nothing as the vet said this can happen in older dogs. After the tests I finally heard the news that her levels are higher than normal, but not at the point where we probably need to worry. The vet is going to consult with a second doctor (I hope that isn’t another bill!) and will get back to me, but he thinks we’ll just have to add this test in yearly from here on out to watch it so it doesn’t rise to levels that could start causing kidney damage and then failure. I would rather pay and have this checked every 6 months to be honest if it can pose the risk google claims . . . cause you know when we google symptoms that minor neck pain always leads to an MS diagnosis. Needless to say I’m giving her supplements for old age doggies and probably putting her back on her old “limited ingredients diet” as it makes kidneys work less (among other things). She was on it for skin allergies and I moved her to a new food that she loves and didn’t bother her skin, and also had the added benefit of reducing doggy farts.

So like I said . . . . good bye April!

An April Update! Cats, Dirt and Soaps!

Cleaning Off The Porch I’m checking in with a long overdue post, because it’s been so long, and because my mother thinks there must be something wrong. I’m just busy. That plus the fact that I feel like I don’t have much to talk about. I guess I could do movie reviews? I did just read all the Hunger Games book and went to see the film.

Once May hits, I’m sure I’ll have more posts. Work will be done for the summer, and I have a few trips on schedule. One to see my friend Heidi in Colorado. I’ve never been there, so it should be fun! Another trip is back to Williamsburg to ride the new coaster at Busch Gardens. Though I may postpone this till fall honestly. I really want to go there for Halloween as they do it up.

I have been meaning to work in my garden and yard area the past 3 weekends. But I haven’t had the time or energy. This is not good, as it’s almost time to plant tomatoes! I finally made myself take a break from grading today to do so. The porch I worked so hard to recover a few years back needed attention in a bad way. The fountain I cleaned out and got working again years ago, has fallen into disrepair. I cleaned it out, but haven’t got working again yet. Sadly the little naked pan that was the fountain fell off this winter and his head broke off :( I have to find a way to glue or cement him back together. He’ll still run, he’ll just be headless.

MewMew . . . 1 Year Old! In other news, MewMew is about a year old now. How did this year go by so fast? She’s a very small cat, confirming what we thought, that she was the runt. Unfortunately all she eats is the dry food, so she’s become a porker. This I must nip in the bud before I have MooMoo 2.0 on my hands. Their names were too similar, I guess it’s a curse! John even “weighed in” last night that she was getting heavy. We have to stop this before it hits the point of no return as it has with Moo Kitty.

A final bit of info to leave you with. My old soap page has asked me to write some blogs for them from time to time on my thoughts on “Days.” I wrote one about a month ago. The second will be up sometime this week! You can also find my snarky little thoughts about the show on FaceBook!

Till my next update . . . .

Kitty Has A Name, Still A Monster Though

So monster kitty had her second vet appointment, and I HAD to give her a name. I told them it was Baroness Tangina Von MewMew. The lady at the desk then had to go an tell every one of the staff the cat’s name . . . .

They just put down Tangina, but we call her MewMew. That’s what she has learned and responded to.

MewMew also met her first BIG dog at the vet. She hissed, which I never heard her do. She growled too, never heard that! She shot straight up me (I was holding her at the time) and went to the back of my neck.

She was scared shitless . . . no really she had an accident on me . . . .

The lady behind the desk said “You should have a cat carrier!”

Yes I know, but she was small enough at this point still I didn’t bother. I won’t make that mistake again!

Poor Nameless Kitty

Just a quick note to say I did survive my trip to Oklahoma . . . no twisters. I’ll post something about it soon.

The poor kitty still is without a name. I am pondering Titania at this point . . . Queen of the Fairies!

I wanted Demona (from Gargoyles) but John again doesn’t seem to think the kitty is in fact a demon.


NuKitty has a vet stamped and certified vajayjay! So now she needs a name. The vet’s office said they were expecting something good, given our other animal’s names.

So for now she is Baroness Tangina Gretel Von MewMew!

Von MewMew because I called her MewMew for the past week or so.

Gretel is a play on Grendel, which John wanted for a boy.

Baroness Tangina is not only a royal name, to go along with the only other girl in our house Princess Bumbles, but it’s a reference to a movie character. Can you guess which one?

Just Call Him Chaz?

Since NuKitty, who I’ve just been calling Mew-Mew, came home, we have been trying to name him.

John’s latest suggestion is Grendel, cause NuKitty is a face eating monster. He likes to bite your nose, your ears and anything else attached to your head.

The problem now? I don’t think it’s a him. John was sure from the moment he brought the kitty home it was a boy, because the litter was very mixed colors and it takes 2 orange parents to make an orange female, but only one orange father to make an orange male. There were three black/mottled cats and 2 orange.

That, however, doesn’t mean they were all of the same parentage though. Mommy could have gotten around! There have been a couple wild orange cats around here over the years.

I have seen no signs of “ballage” since NuKitty came here. I keep watching and waiting for them to appear. Also from all the graphic “How To Sex Your Kittens” porn I’ve been looking at, I think it’s a girl.

One thing is for sure, the kitty is getting tired of being molested! If NuKitty is a girl, Princess isn’t the only one in the house anymore.