I'm not easily intimidated by much really. I really never was but now that I'm old, I'm like fuck it. Who cares... except the vet. For some reason, vets have always made me anxious. The vet I go to now is the least intimidating of them all but still... and especially with two 'special needs' kittens. My goal is to have him or her tell me that the kittens are very healthy and don't need anything special. Then give me an idea of what's ahead in terms of care. I'm sure that's exactly what will happen but still...
It's very cool out - 65 on my terrace - with a strong breeze and drizzle. I have the door open and both kittens have been out there. The Smalls went out on the ledge and got rained on much to his surprise.
Biggie is pretty much mute. If you step on him, he'll yelp but day to day, hour to hour, he has nothing to say. The Smalls, however, is a catterbug. He's got opinions on everything. In the mornings, when I get up, I first go pee. While I'm sitting on the toilet, he's at my feet just chatting me up a storm. I'm guessing he's either telling me what he dreamed last night or tattle telling on what Biggie did while I was asleep.
About once a day now, Biggie will be in the room with me, napping or watching or just sitting and The Smalls will be in another room. And we hear The Smalls meow. If I didn't know better I would go and check on him, but I know he's just chit chatting to himself back there. Biggie has not learned this yet. At the first sound from The Smalls, he's up and gone to find him and make sure he's ok. It gives me an awwwwwww every time.
At the shelter, they were each up for adoption. There was not even a request that they be taken together but everyone there was delighted that they were not going to be separated. I think they'd be fine cats on their own but together, they are FINE +.
They have both found long lost cat toys and spread others all over the house. I could spend all day every day picking up cat toys and I would not be able to stay ahead of them.
The fountain is still a winner. They both stop there frequently. This means I can deep six the water bowl on the counter and use the real estate for better food dish arrangement.
The Mariners - hapless in a good year - are trying to out hapless themselves. They not only have not won a game since the All Star Break, they have not even looked like they understand that winning is the point. Today's game is at noon. And they are off tomorrow... again. Friday I have a Diamond Club ticket so they better have it figured out by then.
I have been thinking about signing up for Showtime. There are a couple of shows and a movie or two that I want to see. But, $11 is just over my ok line. Today, however, Amazon starts a Showtime special of $5.50 per month for 3 months. I'd rather not have to go through Amazon to get there but for $5.50 a month, I'll suffer. I'm sure I can see all I want in 3 months.