I'M SORRY KARMA APPEARS TO BE CONSPIRING AGAINST ME
I must have made it really mad this time D8 Karma, what did I doooo? Was it the spiders?
Last week thereabouts my grandma landed in the hospital with a horrendous leg infection that they are still poking and prodding her about :C It's in the leg that had cancer which is worrisome and so she can't walk at all so I've been holding down the fort in her absence. It is equal parts thrilling and unnerving *hears banjos playing*
This time we don't know whether to be afraid or be like ' ah grandma's annual hospital vacation ' so we're all kind of like....guh. what to do. CLEAN. Grandma made the threat that she was going to go into the old folks' home when she gets out and though it's a threat we have heard numerous times before I think SHE'S SERIOUS this time. So all weekend Mom and me cleaned. The dining room and living room are now in way better shape than they were but the rest of the house uhmmm needs work. A lot of work. Let's not pander about the bush here...We need a bulldozer.
The doctors hadn't completely ruled out a spider bite and so in terrible vengeance I took bug spray to the whole place while Mom beat down webs with a broom. I suspect the spiders are planning a counterattack. I have Off just in case.
Also my laptop is just shot all to hell which is driving me insane. I have writings and pictures to get off of the thing...I can't even SAVE anything on a memory stick because the part where you plug it in isn't working for some odd reason. BOTH PLUG-PLACES. I have a DEADLINE, computer. Why are you doing this to me, now? WRY? ARGH
On the bright side (or maybe not) I now have two more kitties that I am tending to. Our neighbor with the six-toed kitties came by the other day with the little white one she said she had for me and one who didn't have six toes but who is nonetheless adorable. I have a big dog kennel I am housing them in while I try to gentle them. I...didn't want to take them right now, I really don't have a home yet to put them in but she was like " I have to get rid of them please take them " and they looked at me with their big kitty eyes and they were SO miserable in the little kitty trap they had them in and I finally bawled " OK! "
So I have...two kitties. That I am going to keep. And I am probably insane for doing so but you do know I have plans on being a crazy cat lady so hey why not get a head start.
I have them in the spare bedroom we had been using as a storage space. I cleared out a spot for the kennel and have put them in there for the time being. Now I just have to work with them. The little black and white fellow shouldn't be a problem he's already very friendly but the white one is rather reserved and unsure about the whole business. She/He takes gentle rubs and so far hasn't hissed or tried to scratch me but every time I sit down in front of the kennel she/he immediately scuttles to the back and eyeballs me. Both are somewhere between three and five months old maybe? I hope I can gentle them and I hope they're not too old.
Delmar spied them from the hallway, he can see their cage from where he's at. He stood by the pet gate, sat up on his hind legs to get a better view and then looked at me like " WTF mom? "
Yes, son I am crazy. But I'm hoping tending to kitties will keep the universe from staying mad at me 'cause clearly I've done SOMETHING :C
Last week thereabouts my grandma landed in the hospital with a horrendous leg infection that they are still poking and prodding her about :C It's in the leg that had cancer which is worrisome and so she can't walk at all so I've been holding down the fort in her absence. It is equal parts thrilling and unnerving *hears banjos playing*
This time we don't know whether to be afraid or be like ' ah grandma's annual hospital vacation ' so we're all kind of like....guh. what to do. CLEAN. Grandma made the threat that she was going to go into the old folks' home when she gets out and though it's a threat we have heard numerous times before I think SHE'S SERIOUS this time. So all weekend Mom and me cleaned. The dining room and living room are now in way better shape than they were but the rest of the house uhmmm needs work. A lot of work. Let's not pander about the bush here...We need a bulldozer.
The doctors hadn't completely ruled out a spider bite and so in terrible vengeance I took bug spray to the whole place while Mom beat down webs with a broom. I suspect the spiders are planning a counterattack. I have Off just in case.
Also my laptop is just shot all to hell which is driving me insane. I have writings and pictures to get off of the thing...I can't even SAVE anything on a memory stick because the part where you plug it in isn't working for some odd reason. BOTH PLUG-PLACES. I have a DEADLINE, computer. Why are you doing this to me, now? WRY? ARGH
On the bright side (or maybe not) I now have two more kitties that I am tending to. Our neighbor with the six-toed kitties came by the other day with the little white one she said she had for me and one who didn't have six toes but who is nonetheless adorable. I have a big dog kennel I am housing them in while I try to gentle them. I...didn't want to take them right now, I really don't have a home yet to put them in but she was like " I have to get rid of them please take them " and they looked at me with their big kitty eyes and they were SO miserable in the little kitty trap they had them in and I finally bawled " OK! "
So I have...two kitties. That I am going to keep. And I am probably insane for doing so but you do know I have plans on being a crazy cat lady so hey why not get a head start.
I have them in the spare bedroom we had been using as a storage space. I cleared out a spot for the kennel and have put them in there for the time being. Now I just have to work with them. The little black and white fellow shouldn't be a problem he's already very friendly but the white one is rather reserved and unsure about the whole business. She/He takes gentle rubs and so far hasn't hissed or tried to scratch me but every time I sit down in front of the kennel she/he immediately scuttles to the back and eyeballs me. Both are somewhere between three and five months old maybe? I hope I can gentle them and I hope they're not too old.
Delmar spied them from the hallway, he can see their cage from where he's at. He stood by the pet gate, sat up on his hind legs to get a better view and then looked at me like " WTF mom? "
Yes, son I am crazy. But I'm hoping tending to kitties will keep the universe from staying mad at me 'cause clearly I've done SOMETHING :C