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Triumphal Return of Cats and Mimosas
Jun. 29th, 2019 11:55 amI really wanted a mimosa, this morning. Something about last night just pissed me all the way off. No idea what. Co-worker no more than normally annoying, one patient, easy to work with. Oh, right. There was supposed to be another patient who had a lot of issues, and was supposed to be a 1 to 1, but scheduling fucked up. So, I sent email to my boss, and he emailed back saying, roughly, it'll probably be fine and if it isn't just send him home. Except, the patient in question is post-stroke, averbal, in a wheelchair, and in no way capable of just motoring on home if there isn't sufficient support. So, sending him home requires that there be reasonable transport, a thing which my boss in no way could assess or arrange. But, said patient didn't show. Probably because our schedulers suck. (In my experience, medical scheduling is the last refuge of the incompetent.) So, it wasn't an issue, but it could have been. So, that was probably why I was pissed off all night.
On my way to the co-op to buy orange juice for my mimosa, I realized I wanted a lamb hamburger, so I bought that, too. It was adequate, not as good as I hoped. The mimosa, however, was just fine. So was the second one. The third and fourth David drank, and that is the end of the champagne and the orange juice.
I am reduced to three cats, all of whom I have rattled on about at length. Ninja is currently on prednisone for a hacking, horking sort of cough. Ninja on steroids. In what universe is this a good idea? Nevertheless, he does seem to hork less often. I give him his pills in pill pockets, which I call treason treats. Lady Jane Grey is also very treat-motivated, so when I give Ninja his treason treats, she gets Greenies. First, she gets the anti-hairball treats (which don't seem to be doing any good), and then the dental treats. Ninja has to eat his treason treats first, then gets dental Greenies. Lady has recently been able to differentiate between Ninja and Nuit, and is sufficiently comfortable around Ninja that if he doesn't finish his treats fast enough, she steals them from under his nose. Which causes Ninja no distress at all. He has been making attempts to play with Lady, and she responds by getting upset, swatting at him and hissing. Ninnie doesn't take offense, he just backs off with a faintly confused look. On occasion, Lady attempts to initiate play, but she really doesn't know how to go about it, and so is too aggressive. Ninja attempts to play along, but then things get out of hand, and he backs off and looks at her with an expression of sad confusion. I keep on hoping they'll work it out.
Nuit continues to hate hate hate Lady, and stalk and harass her. It seems to be pretty clearly jealousy. She celebrated my return from Fourth Street by attacking Lady, in an extremely ostentatious and performative sort of way. At least no one has pissed on my bed in quite some time.
I love my cats, they are all wonderful. Also, mimosas are pretty damn keen.
And with that, dear friends, good night.
On my way to the co-op to buy orange juice for my mimosa, I realized I wanted a lamb hamburger, so I bought that, too. It was adequate, not as good as I hoped. The mimosa, however, was just fine. So was the second one. The third and fourth David drank, and that is the end of the champagne and the orange juice.
I am reduced to three cats, all of whom I have rattled on about at length. Ninja is currently on prednisone for a hacking, horking sort of cough. Ninja on steroids. In what universe is this a good idea? Nevertheless, he does seem to hork less often. I give him his pills in pill pockets, which I call treason treats. Lady Jane Grey is also very treat-motivated, so when I give Ninja his treason treats, she gets Greenies. First, she gets the anti-hairball treats (which don't seem to be doing any good), and then the dental treats. Ninja has to eat his treason treats first, then gets dental Greenies. Lady has recently been able to differentiate between Ninja and Nuit, and is sufficiently comfortable around Ninja that if he doesn't finish his treats fast enough, she steals them from under his nose. Which causes Ninja no distress at all. He has been making attempts to play with Lady, and she responds by getting upset, swatting at him and hissing. Ninnie doesn't take offense, he just backs off with a faintly confused look. On occasion, Lady attempts to initiate play, but she really doesn't know how to go about it, and so is too aggressive. Ninja attempts to play along, but then things get out of hand, and he backs off and looks at her with an expression of sad confusion. I keep on hoping they'll work it out.
Nuit continues to hate hate hate Lady, and stalk and harass her. It seems to be pretty clearly jealousy. She celebrated my return from Fourth Street by attacking Lady, in an extremely ostentatious and performative sort of way. At least no one has pissed on my bed in quite some time.
I love my cats, they are all wonderful. Also, mimosas are pretty damn keen.
And with that, dear friends, good night.
