I’m going to do a set of photos of my various pets. Today it’s “Pipistrellus” or “Pip”. Yes, he’s named after Pipistrellus pipistrellus, the common small gray bat. A lot of my cats are named after bats. It’s a Family Thing.
Pip is also known as “The Miracle Kitty” due to how we found him and what it took to keep him alive. Let’s just say that a “dot com” era bonus check was spent on this cat. May have been the best thing I did with any of those checks.
I’m the J. Michael mentioned there. My relationship with Redheaded Girl and Art Dude is complex. We will leave it at that for now.
I’m also the primary photographer for that blog and the owner of the driveway Nadia the Gertenslager is in right now.
This blog is more about my ongoing attempts to become a rational functioning member of normal American society than any thing else. I’m not doing very well at it this week. You will note I didn’t say “become a member of normal American society again”. I never really was. It’s a long hard road, but one I hope I don’t have to travel alone.
I learned something very freaking important. I really do need to take my Adderall. When I forget several times what my “job” is during a “empty a double wide trailer into a Uhaul as quickly as possible” operation I’ve got some issues. This resulted in more hard feelings than it should have. I just hope I haven’t ruined a friendship.
The Darling Wife took the car out last night, after I took my night time meds. Just a note, after I take my night time meds, I’m done for the day. Really, totally out of it. Any rate, this morning she said that she thought it (the car) sounded funny. If a flat tire on the drivers side front sounds funny, this was a laugh riot. Can’t find my jack. Redheaded Girl’s triple A is dead. Art Dude will be by some time soon to take me to work, where I have a meeting with the boss scheduled. Then we have the “move Art Dude and Redheaded Girl’s things” to deal with, then getting my tire fixed. It’s going to be a fun day.
Brandy, my Miniature Pincher got out some time two days ago. Got clipped by a car, resulting in a dash to the emergency vet, where they wanted to do all sorts of things to her. Roughly $800.00 worth of things. After my PayPal card went “beep beep beep” on the card machine (i.e. declined), the on duty vet said that really, we could just clean it and close it and have us take her to our normal vet in the morning. That’s $98 or so. PayPal could deal with that.
He, of course, said this after the normal amount of family drama, due to me having my mothers Gold Card on me, but her not being there, and several cell phone calls back and forth.
Trip to the vet in the morning happened. Lady Vet said that the wound looked good, and that her (Brandy, not the vet) heart and lungs sounded OK and she wasn’t walking or acting like she was in distress, so she (Vet, not Brandy) really didn’t think she needed to X-Ray her, unless she (Brandy, not Vet) starts acting different. Lady Vet put her on antibiotics for 2 weeks and told me that her staples needed to come out in two weeks. Art Dude, bless his heart, asked “so, do you use a needle nose to do that”?
We go back to the vet in two weeks.
Photos of the staples in question when I get my camera back from Random Dafydd
A while ago, I mentioned in a w00t! post Pops and said I had pictures. Here is a picture of Redheaded Girl in “the pose” in front of the “pops” statue to soda.
In related news, the sole seller of Jolt Cola in Tulsa has decided to NOT carry it any more. I bought the last bottle of it. I am sad. I will be forced to get it on the inter-webs or via trips to OKC.