So my little orange weirdo cat has his share of... odd habits. Chief among these is his inability to eat in anything like a normal fashion. In particular, he insists on taking his food out of the bowl a mouthful at a time, carrying it to odd places to hide it, and then hunting it down and fishing it out to eat, one kibble at a time ( Read more... )

Sixteen years ago, give or take, I went to the Assembly Square Mall to buy tomato stakes for my garden. They had a crappy pet store, and I saw a kit outside holding a couple of kittens. I was afraid he'd bought them from the store, and was ready to go on a tirade about the evils of pet stores, until I realized he was giving them away ( Read more... )

So. Just so y'all know, things are starting to go better ( Read more... )

....after a run out for bloodwork last night, x-rays this morning, and a stat referral to the local emergency/specialty clinic for an ultrasound shortly thereafter ( Read more... )

On the one hand, the new kittens are fitting in just fine. They're healthy and happy and playful and adorable and awesome ( Read more... )

...wow, you guys are good ( Read more... )

I couldn't make her wait ( Read more... )

So I've told you all about my little brain-damaged kitten. How cute she is, and how goofy she is, and how she's really not the sharpest tool in the shed ( Read more... )

On a completely different note.... ( Obligatory cute picture of small child-substitute in a Halloween costume.... )

I was working at a new clinic today, so I didn't quite know what to expect - I had been there once for a meet-and-greet, but that doesn't necessarily tell me much about what I'm actually going to find when I get there. Like, what are the nurses going to be like? Or how busy is the day going to be? Or what animals will be in the hospital ( Read more... )