The things we do in the name of love

For the past couple of weeks, I've been dealing. Dealing with the fact that I have not just senior, but GERIATRIC cats. I almost burst into tears a few weeks ago b/c I took my babies into the vet for their annual. On the receipt, it says, bi-annual geriatric cat check up. What? Wait!!! I haven't accepted the fact that they are senior cats yet! Then, the vet said that Danger had a cavity, so we scheduled a dentist appointment for him. For those of you not in the know, pets need to be put under anesthesia for a dental cleaning, which worries me. I scheduled one for two weeks after the vet appointment, and was given some antibiotics to start giving him the night before the procedure. (He's so easy to pill, it's ridiculous. Cosmo on the other hand, I have never ever been successful at pilling).


Danger seemed fine when I brought him home. A little dizzy, and acting like a drunken sailor, but seemed fine. Then, IT began. He was obviously sick, with things running from both ends (sorry for the visual). I was chasing after him with paper towels and baby wet wipes all day and all night. He seemed to be doing better on Sunday, but relapsed on Monday evening. Not only was he running on ends, but he didn't seem to be eating either. Back to the vet we go.

The vet gives Danger an appetite stimulant, and force feeds him for me. When we get back, we are NOT greeted with open paws by his brother Cosmo. Cosmo is hissing his damn fool head off. Who thought up the idea that cats should recognize by smell instead of sight? So, it's been a week since we've had peace in this house. A week of hissing and whapping. A week of me yelling at Cosmo, coddling Danger, and feeling guilty. Usually, both kitties sleep in the bed with me. Cosmo starts at my head (while I'm reading) then moves to the feet once I turn the light off. Danger starts at my side (while I"m reading) and moves down to the feet when I've fallen asleep. USUALLY, I wake up to see the two of them snuggling together. Obviously, none of this was happening.

You couldn't tell it by these cute faces, huh?



I didn't have time to take a pic, but now we are like this:



Warms my little heart.

On the knitting front, we've got nada nada zilch. Working on the edging of Print O The Wave. Over halfway done.

Instant Katma's gonna getcha

Sorry. no pics. I have no idea(r) where my camera/computer cord is stashed away. I'm sure I very cleverly put it where I would be able to easily find it. Uh huh - uh huh.

I've started the Mystery Stole madness. I'm using Skaska lace weight yarn that I bought at the Estes wool festival in 2006. A very dark blue/grey called "midnight." Stupidly, I did not swatch. I cast on with my US5s, thinking I used this needle size with helen's lace... nope. Looked horrid. Rip back 30+ rows, cast on with US4s. Work up to row 25ish. Rip-pit. I've settled on US3s. Up to row 47. Cat is next me, napping. We're all one big happy family.

UNTIL.


UNTIL I hear the smack smack smack of little cat lips. Dangling next to the previously very cute cat lips that I like to give kisses to? An end of lace weight yarn.... which is now detached from my WIP.

FUCKER. he's been banished to the floor, while I gather the nerve to see if this skaska yarn will spit join. It's called 'superlamb' which I hope does not mean it won't spit join. Who would need superwash lace weight yarn? I mean, even if it is superwash, it's still LACE.

Off to find some scissors to cut off the ends of the yarn ... only to hope that my own spit will reverse the damages rendered by the cat spit.

it's the little things...

Mondays are my Sundays. I went to the grocery store. And was delighted by:

Did you all know that a certain friend of mine hates anything that has to do with bananas? (except banana bread... but what kind of freakazoid doesn't LOVE banana bread?) I thought the only reason she would be converted was for the cute sticker.





the rest of the piccies are self explanatory. I wish I could take pictures of pictures. Preggo sent me pics of the baby wearing the clothes I had knit for him. SO CUTE!!! Maybe I'll find a way to get her hubby to send the pic to me via email so I can share.

Nothing to say? Post a pic of your cat.

To keep it knitting related...


I was knitting away a couple weekends ago, and had a few balls of that Elsepeth
Lavold Chunky AL... and Cosmo decided it would make a nice pillow.



Taken JUST now. My two cats have taken over my IKEA poang chair, and they've decided to share it fairly peacefully (usually). This is their favorite position. Second favorite is the yin-yang (but, it just looks like one big ball of black cat).

Ok. I won't post until the post-Rhinebeck report. Wish us luck (that we come home with some $$ left in the bank account).