doc thinks that Chewy's paw licking is a nervous tic like my bouncing my legs or rocking back and forth. there seems to be no physical reason for it, so i'm inclined to agree with him on this one.
Simon's infection seems to have been a flare up of a long term thing. It has faded back now. The inflammation has gone down and he is back on dry food supplemental to the wet pate. he's also back to growling at the dry food while he eats it. that will show it, Simon. I will stash away money from my checks each month and take him to the vet as soon as I can.
tomorrow is Friday! a whole two days with Doc! Chaos living. sleeping at all different times. harvest weekend. cleaning out the front room weekend. getting the stink of the litter box out of the hallway weekend. putting the extra futon mattress in the garage and getting it out of my room weekend. we have big plans. and i HAVE to rake and hoe and seed the yard before it gets hot next week. so that will be my early morning project this weekend.
Chewy is outside. it's so cool that I can leave him in the back yard to sleep in his favorite comfy chair that lives out there now or play with the cats and he can't get out no matter what. both gates are locked, no human intervention can let him out. the fencing goes 5' up the gates, so reaching down for him won't work, unless Stretch Armstrong is trying to steal/free him. and I don't think Mr. Armstrong lives in Las Vegas anymore, I think he relocated to Palm Springs. The hiking and all.
Confession Time: I am hopelessly in love with Beyonce and Lady Gaga, and not just their music. I am a fangirl. bi-sexual all the way. erotic dreams and all. i pretend they are singing to me. it's such a teenage thing. i hope i never outgrow it. I wrote Gaga this great fan letter, but I have no way to get it to her. The most I could do was post it on Facespace and tag her in it. I know she never saw it. I told her simply that she was shiny, and that was a wonderful thing to be. I'm afraid of Beyonce or I'd write to her. I'm afraid JayZ would come beat me up.
I got manic for a couple of hours today and stuffed three packs worth of cigarettes and rolled ten joints. both will last me a while. see, through no fault of my own, i have a mason jar full of clippings off of buds. i have to do something with it so i asked Doc to teach me how to use his old fashioned cigarette roller. no power in the 'verse can stop me.
okay, time to go message the friend i was doing something for. i finished it, i just need to know what file format she wants it in.
