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I did make it to the Gardens today. It almost did not happen, because as I was about to leave around 12:30 or 1:00, I saw that it was snowing. Here. Oops.
But I called Scott to whine about this and he'd been at a farewell party for a coworker who resigned, north of here, and it was clear there. So I went anyway and it was fine, I had a good time. Yay!
Tomorrow, Babe goes to the vet for a vaccination and a weight check-up. Methinks her food will be further restricted, just a suspicion....
At the moment, she is sprawled across my lap as I sit here and type. I've had to stop her from sliding once or twice (relying on her to stop herself from sliding results in claw-holes in my legs, so I prefer to catch her) but otherwise life is good and I have a very content kitty. Except she is shoving her head against my arm more and more insistently: I am supposed to be petting her, not typing!
*stops to pet the cat*
But I called Scott to whine about this and he'd been at a farewell party for a coworker who resigned, north of here, and it was clear there. So I went anyway and it was fine, I had a good time. Yay!
Tomorrow, Babe goes to the vet for a vaccination and a weight check-up. Methinks her food will be further restricted, just a suspicion....
At the moment, she is sprawled across my lap as I sit here and type. I've had to stop her from sliding once or twice (relying on her to stop herself from sliding results in claw-holes in my legs, so I prefer to catch her) but otherwise life is good and I have a very content kitty. Except she is shoving her head against my arm more and more insistently: I am supposed to be petting her, not typing!
*stops to pet the cat*
