Freaking out a little
Fenris has an appointment at Children's Hospital tomorrow morning for a neurological workup. I'm a little spazzed about by the idea of my baby getting a CAT scan. However, I have him convinced that actual cats are involved, they're just hiding in the machine. He asked why I couldn't just wave Johnny (our kitty) over him to get the same result. I told him I could, but I wouldn't know how to interpret Johnny's report.
I really don't think there's anything physically wrong with his brain. Chemically, sure. But we have to be sure.
Thus the freaking out.
Thus the still awake at 1:30 AM.
There are fruit flies in my house. They're driving me mad. I cracked the top of my carnivorous plant terrarium to let them in to be devoured, but my poor plants just can't eat the little bastards fast enough.
My biggest nepenthes, Levi, is absolutely gorgeous. I think I need to get him another bag of crickets.
I really don't think there's anything physically wrong with his brain. Chemically, sure. But we have to be sure.
Thus the freaking out.
Thus the still awake at 1:30 AM.
There are fruit flies in my house. They're driving me mad. I cracked the top of my carnivorous plant terrarium to let them in to be devoured, but my poor plants just can't eat the little bastards fast enough.
My biggest nepenthes, Levi, is absolutely gorgeous. I think I need to get him another bag of crickets.