Sad news, LiveJournal friends.

Our sweet black kitty, Darth Vader, died last weekend, January 7.

He'd not been feeling too great. We figured he had a little cold, as smooshfaces are prone to get. But he got constipated, so we took him to the vet. The vet said he had a bit of a fever and was dehydrated. He said he could perform a procedure to ( Read more... )

Hey y'all.

I've been thinking about updating for quite some time, but every time I start, I think "... well, this isn't very interesting." Well, fuck it. The best way to get into writing is to write, so here it is.

broodingfool and I are getting ready to move in two weeks. Right now we're still in my one-bedroom apartment... with four cats. It's cozy. A co ( Read more... )

When my parents were here a couple of months ago, my dad took some fabulous photos of the kitties. I thought I'd take this opportunity to show off my dad's talent and tell you a little bit about the cats and their stories and quirks.
( The Naming of Cats )

- My fingers
- My toes
- Socks
- A USB cable
- A random spot on the coffee table
- Spider webs

This may become an ongoing series.

I found a good way to administer Lord Vader's medicine: Crush the pill and mix it with tuna-flavored hairball remedy. Smear the sticky mess on kitty's paws. Kitty is compelled to lick it off. He hates it, but I get to keep my fingers.

C., one of my co-workers at the library volunteers at the county animal shelter, where I adopted Hal. The other day she told me that there was a respiratory infection making the rounds among the kitties, and that the shelter was short on money, food, and litter. Yesterday I went to Wal-Mart to pick up a few bags of cat food, and then went to the ( Read more... )