Unlike my usual convention, this isn't a kvetch I'm sending to a poster or publisher. No, it's just the lead (or lede) paragraph of such a mailpiece, still in draft form.

I see a few apparent problems on your page 140 Key Copyediting Terms and What They Mean. Here boldface marks subheads = terms being defined on that page,l ( Read more... )

   
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Thursday, Oct.24, 2019
WTF is getting into my cat Ista (icon). I was out all afternoon, and when I came back she still hadn't eaten the food I had set out for her: one dish with her prescription kidney diet kibble, and another with one of the varieties of wet food that she likes. At least, she sometimes likes it. And both of these had some of her ( Read more... )

The Beast hates it when I put her into the carrier, which I do only to take her to the vet, opening it at the top to keep her paws off the floor as I lower (manipulate, fight) her into it. We went there earlier this week, and it was such a long PITA of a trip both ways that I was exhausted when I got home and just left the carrier on the floor ( Read more... )

I finally got some sitting meditation in today. Fortunately the cat decided to take a nice long nap and hasn't made a sound or moved noticeably since before I started, about 20 minutes ago. I was out of her canned gooshy food, so I had to go buy some more before I could give it to her with the medicinal powders smooshed into it.

Now, what do I need ( Read more... )

Her Royal Hiney (icon) needs several medicines, which I distribute through the day. In the morning I begin with the one she accepts most easily, an ointment that I squeeze onto a disposable glove and rub into the inside of her ear flap. After that, in increasing order of difficulty, there's a liquid I have to squirt into her mouth from an oral ( Read more... )

From a letter I just sent to Ista's veterinarian:

Dammit, she's being telepathic again! I'm typing this sitting up in bed, and for at least the past half hour she's been lying quietly on the foot of the bed. But as I got into the previous paragraph, she went down on the floor, came around to face me, and meowed in demand. I picked her up and now she ( Read more... )

I had just finished leaning down from a chair to stroke Ista's head and tell her she was the finest kittycat in the whole wide world, when I saw my shoes on the floor beside the bed. "Excuse me, Ista, I have to put my shoes on their shoetrees." I got up and took a step toward them, and then she was between my feet and I could just manage to fall ( Read more... )

The Cat Doctor is the veterinary service I take my kitty to. They're very good. Vets First Choice is the online vet pharmacy they use. Them... I'm not so sure of.

Please bear with me. I'm sure the first person to read this letter has no control over the problems I encountered, and which I encounter almost every day on the internet. I'm not upset ( Read more... )

Sometimes my cat Ista seems really dumb, and I don't mean mute! Today as I was preparing my breakfast she was whining and complaining at me. I saw that the good-size lump of wet food (Instinct®) I'd mixed with her joint medicine and put in her dish was hardly touched, so I bent over it and snapped my fingers. She looked that way but didn't move. I ( Read more... )