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[kittydesade]

Well I got a hell of a lot of sleep and my brain is still in pieces. I took three tries stepping out of my alcove to go get packing paper and on the first two ended up getting first halfway to the kitchen and second a rolling stock cart before I reset and realized what I actually needed and got it. So that's how my day's going!

I did manage to get some of the store hat knit and a synopsis for Pen Bryton written, though, and even if I haven't re-read the original I feel like it's a stronger novel for a decade or so's writing experience. I got some editing done in Long Road if not as much as I wanted, but I also did chop a bunch out since the Hundred Years' War didn't make it through and we'll see how that affects the word count. The Gevaudan section was huge anyway. And I think it'll flow somewhat better if I increase the through-sections and make the historical sections a bit more consistent. I wanted to get more done today but we're also short at work at the moment so I ended up out front knitting.

We had an entertaining if low-key alarming incident with Bat Cat when I got back, wherein the boy came up to me alarmed because he hadn't seen Bat Cat in a few hours and he couldn't find him. After doing a cursory examination of the ground floor I went out the back door and stood on the porch and called him and yes, he came trotting up. At which point I draw two conclusion from this: firstly that I can't ever again claim Bat Cat isn't Mommy's Kitty, and secondly that we need to get him his immunizations ASAP.

So much cleaning I want to get done this weekend, but Saturday is going to entirely be taken up with capoeira, work, and the wedding party thingie. I guess it's Sunday and basic going through the house and putting things away, wiping down surfaces. Meh. But it is cleaner than it has been around DragonCon.

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[untonuggan]

Cats. Sigh.

[kittydesade]

This morning I got called down from getting dressed and ready for work because Bat Cat was sitting on the opposite end of the couch from where his food was (we feed him literally on the opposite side of the house from the kitchen where the other cats eat to prevent food territoriality issues) and he wouldn't move for the boy.

I came down, I gave him the Stern Voice, and I showed him I was putting his food down between the couch and end table. He got up, stretched to show me how not bovvered he was, and went over and ate.

CATS.

[untonuggan]

today i sang while I was fixing the cats' lunch and Mr Chance watched me like WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE HUMAN, WHO BROKE HER, OH GOD ARE WE GOING TO THE VET. but I also managed to get the wet food at the exact right texture/temperature and then I plated it (ie I garnished it with a treat) and he was conflicted because his brain was both like "something suspicious is happening, possibly bad" and "this food is amazing" so he finally settled on eating the food as fast as possible BEFORE whatever doom could befall him, while occasionally glancing at me suspiciously from over his food bowl.

CATS.

[kittydesade]

So then over the weekend it turned out Murdock, he of the incredibly susceptible to fleas, has been gnawing or licking some on his belly, and it's getting raw. Not much of a problem, we just need to make sure to keep it clean and put a cone on while the antiseptic dries, bonus points because the boy can just nick cat-safe antiseptic wipes from work.

He just has to say the WORD cone while we're discussing it in the morning and Murdock goes tear-assing down the hall to the other side.

CATS.

[untonuggan]

I also have a cat who is much too good at pattern recognition. Yes. I recognize this.