Car and pet stuff.
All my car maintenance has come up.
I've only put ~6k miles on her this year. Family tends to trip out when I say that, but honestly all my miles come from driving up to visit my parents a few times a year. I try and carpool as much as possible to the store and cons since I don't really enjoy driving. She's 8 years old and at 66k so as long as I keep my maintenance up (she's a Honda to boot), I'm sure I'll have a good car for awhile yet.
Still hate that my Uncle backed into her, tore up the front bumper/ slightly bent the hood, then refused to have it repaired since he owns part of my car. I've been a careful driver and other than a few dings that always happen, she looks great. I don't obsess about it, but I do at least keep her up and fix any booboos promptly. The plastic hubcaps to look terrible on the passenger's side because I am still a curb-checker, though. Really need to wash her when it gets warmer (I go out when it is raining and scrub her. Cheap I am.)
My breaks had started making a wee bit of noise in the morning so while at my Dad's my break pads were changed, rotors cleaned, and my rear breaks/ rotors cleaned. Today is oil change/ filter, rotation, air filter, and general look over by a family member who works on vehicles for a living to make sure. She needs and alignment at some point.
My poor cat has been living at my Mom's while I was at my Dad's. My Dad has so many breakables and I didn't trust catbutt not to do something stupid. His herpes is flaring up from the stress of being drug about and causing a goopy eye so when I get home he'll get to start taking his lysene paste again to help his body put it back into remission. He's does really like it here, I think, since he has access to a ton of windows. He woke me up chirping about the birds out back early this morning.
Iris the naked rat is doing better since I've been gone (left her here since driving over to my Dads would stress her out and she hates everyone/ everything anyway and probably wouldn't care.) The abscess she's been fighting with had two openings and wasn't draining right, but both the openings had joined while I was gone so that there is one central opening, which is easier to clean out and keep happy. It is about half the size as it was when I left. The small abscess under her arm is almost to a head. When I get home she'll be put on strong antibiotics to help knock this stuff out. She's the first rat I've ever had with abscess problems and she's had a bunch of them. Chain abscesses all over her underside, poor girl.
Still miss Ivy. I opened the freezer and stared at her little plastic-baggied fabric ball last night when I got in. I still can't decide what to do with her. I was planning to bury Cora here, and bury Iris next to Biscuit (who I lost last spring - she was a year older than everyone) back home when she passes since I adopted them together and they were really bonded, but Ivy is harder.
She was so special to me. I'm still thinking about cleaning her bones and putting her in a pretty box - my version of a cremation. Weird to many, but I don't care. With ashes you can't really touch them. With bones you can. Outright taxidermy-ing a pet is too weird for me, but I do understand why people who do that. Mom doesn't mind me keeping her in the freezer as long as I need to make my mind up. Ho-hum.
I've only put ~6k miles on her this year. Family tends to trip out when I say that, but honestly all my miles come from driving up to visit my parents a few times a year. I try and carpool as much as possible to the store and cons since I don't really enjoy driving. She's 8 years old and at 66k so as long as I keep my maintenance up (she's a Honda to boot), I'm sure I'll have a good car for awhile yet.
Still hate that my Uncle backed into her, tore up the front bumper/ slightly bent the hood, then refused to have it repaired since he owns part of my car. I've been a careful driver and other than a few dings that always happen, she looks great. I don't obsess about it, but I do at least keep her up and fix any booboos promptly. The plastic hubcaps to look terrible on the passenger's side because I am still a curb-checker, though. Really need to wash her when it gets warmer (I go out when it is raining and scrub her. Cheap I am.)
My breaks had started making a wee bit of noise in the morning so while at my Dad's my break pads were changed, rotors cleaned, and my rear breaks/ rotors cleaned. Today is oil change/ filter, rotation, air filter, and general look over by a family member who works on vehicles for a living to make sure. She needs and alignment at some point.
My poor cat has been living at my Mom's while I was at my Dad's. My Dad has so many breakables and I didn't trust catbutt not to do something stupid. His herpes is flaring up from the stress of being drug about and causing a goopy eye so when I get home he'll get to start taking his lysene paste again to help his body put it back into remission. He's does really like it here, I think, since he has access to a ton of windows. He woke me up chirping about the birds out back early this morning.
Iris the naked rat is doing better since I've been gone (left her here since driving over to my Dads would stress her out and she hates everyone/ everything anyway and probably wouldn't care.) The abscess she's been fighting with had two openings and wasn't draining right, but both the openings had joined while I was gone so that there is one central opening, which is easier to clean out and keep happy. It is about half the size as it was when I left. The small abscess under her arm is almost to a head. When I get home she'll be put on strong antibiotics to help knock this stuff out. She's the first rat I've ever had with abscess problems and she's had a bunch of them. Chain abscesses all over her underside, poor girl.
Still miss Ivy. I opened the freezer and stared at her little plastic-baggied fabric ball last night when I got in. I still can't decide what to do with her. I was planning to bury Cora here, and bury Iris next to Biscuit (who I lost last spring - she was a year older than everyone) back home when she passes since I adopted them together and they were really bonded, but Ivy is harder.
She was so special to me. I'm still thinking about cleaning her bones and putting her in a pretty box - my version of a cremation. Weird to many, but I don't care. With ashes you can't really touch them. With bones you can. Outright taxidermy-ing a pet is too weird for me, but I do understand why people who do that. Mom doesn't mind me keeping her in the freezer as long as I need to make my mind up. Ho-hum.