Cydniey Buffers (cydniey) wrote,
Cydniey Buffers
cydniey

Right on the meaty part.

okay, indiegogo is my site of choice. I've assembled pictures and video, and I plan to go in and take some pictures and videos of him with his tongue hanging out. And I'm going to write his story out. Using all my talent as a writer, I will present him as "One of the stars of Circus Catimus, an up and coming internet celebrity pet group", and pledge to put any extra money directly to the Animal Foundation here in Vegas. What else would I do with the extra money for a cat? The Animal Foundation seems the only logical choice. Then I can post the picture of the tax receipt for the contributors.

Who knows, my next move may be to officially team the Animal Foundation and Circus Catimus up for a permanent fund raising thing. All because Simon got sick. The thing is, I have to do this tonight and move quickly, if he goes without eating for more than a few days, he'll get fatty liver and die like Henry did.

Doc and I were talking about Major and his brain and Doc opined, and I find this reasonable, Major got sunstroke while he was feral. He was half starved when we got him, he's twice the cat he was. Because he doesn't have any symptoms of a major stroke, but there is something not right with this cat. He's cute and lovely to be with and loves me as hopelessly as I love him, but the boy ain't right.

Did you see my patio video? "Thriftstore Chic: Homestyle" is a thing I'm trying to start. It is perfect for a segment of people my age, and for the hipsters. Just because I don't want to be one doesn't mean I don't want some of their attention. So if you ever hear it or read about it, it's mine. I thought of that. Onne afternoon on the phone with Kelli a couple of years ago. It's better than Bohemian because it isn't designer. Anyone can have it. A little paint, a little fabric/used clean sheets and everything goes together. That's why in the patio video, it's a "before" vid, the "after" will come after I've painted the furniture and redone the chairs. And a million other little things I mean to do.

Major just ate and is now asleep on the new cat scratchy thing. I swear, I don't know why Nan gave it up. It seemed almost new, maybe her cats didn't dig it like mine do.

I wonder how Mr. Sketch scented markers would work on canvas - art you can smell! Yeah, I smoke pot, why do you ask? (had to take a moment and tweet that gem.)

Time to scoop and fill the litter boxes. Be back by the next word.

Doc left the screen door slightly open today while we were on the patio and it was just enough for Major to get his fat belly through. I tried to get him back in and spilled a lot of blood doing it. And I was unsuccessful as well. So he played in the back yard with Vader and the Crew and then somehow was able to get out of the yard. He couldn't go over the wall, he was too fat to make the jump. Doc saw him going into the garage, which we leave the big door of open a few inches for just such a time, and maneuvered him into the house before i woke up from my nap.

I just emptied my email's Deleted Items folder contents, how traumatizing.

Those frozen dinners I was on about last week? The enchilada one that I loved so much . . . turns out Doc got it at the dollar store. So he got a bunch more for me today. The freezer is full and there's one in the fridge for tonight, I'll have to guess the nuking time since it will be thawed, but that's not important. I have leftover taco meat from the nachos I made yesterday that I'm going to add to the enchilada. Nom nom nom nom nom nomnom. oh yeah, and add cheese and granulated garlic to the beans. It's going to be great. I may even have some Cool Ranch Doritos with that.

Which leads me to my tooth, which is pain free still. I'm almost out of antibiotics, so I have to be really careful until I can pay the dentist. Maybe the chips aren't such a good idea. Still, nom.

I just gave Chewy a bacon treat. He is so gentle with me. As excited as he gets over his bacon treats, he carefully takes it from me and takes it away to eat. Then he comes back and cuddles me.

Is it bad karma to steal and love a dog whose owners don't care about? Oso was locked out in the heat of the day on a pavement back yard. The next time that dog gets away and comes here for water, I swear, I'm not letting it leave. I'm renaming him Spike and getting him fixed. And teaching him English. Karma be damned.

Chewy has this weird little habit that he's had since we got him. When I pet his belly (which is never often enough for him), he chews on my hand. Not hard, if I say "Ow" he backs it off a little. But while he's chewing on it, he's also sucking on my hand. His favorite place to chew is between my thumb and forefinger. And I swear when my hand is in his mouth, I can feel him sucking on it. It's his way of playing. When he plays with Teeny, he chews on her back thighs. Right on the meaty part.
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