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Happy Thursday!
I'm so glad that the only places I need to go today are both air conditioned. They're not up to my levels of frosty, but but it's better than nothing. Today, unlike yesterday, I will not be sitting outdoors for over 2 hours int the heat. But more about that later. I have two things to do today. 1. go get our pills, and 2. take some stuff to the storage unit so kitty will have more room. The pharmacy is important, but the storage unit is vital. We've got winter clothes, and suitcases and a Christmas tree to get out of the house. We want the good Princess Celeste to have plenty of room.
When I expressed frustration that we had four more days until we got to meet her, her foster mama offered to meet tonight. It's tempting, but we're not ready. Plus we have a lot going on this weekend, and I'd hate to leave her the first full day.
So, Sunday it is. How can I possibly wait to pick up this baby?
I love her foster mother. I had asked if she had any video or audio of her talking. which she's sent. But she's continued to send photos and video of her. They're adorable, and I appreciate it so much.
We got more info on her background. She was adopted in 2022 by what was assumed to be a lovely couple. They passed all the background check and vets and references. They had her for 3 years, before she tested positive for FELV. They immediately wanted to euthanize, but the vet worked with hte shelter, and let them know. They hurried over, and she was saved. (The people have since turned to backyard breeding to make some cash, so they're not great people in general.) She's been back with them for 8 months, so she'she's about 4 years old. I was already grumpy at these people when I thought they'd surrendered her. But no, instead they were going to euthanize a perfectly healthy cat who may never show signs of FELV. Also as presumed, they got the cheap test, which has a 40% fals positive on healthy cats.
I mean, maybe on Monday, our vet will say "yes, she has it." It's what I'm expecting on the PCR test. Then, we'll make plans on how to keep her as healthy as possible for as long as possible.
I went insane on buying. Princess Cece got like four packages yesterday. Chewy is doing little backflips, I swear. Also Petco and Amazon. She's got a ton of food, meal toppers, treats, churus. And more coming today, I think. She has her bougie food coming and her cat tree, and maybe a fountain to drink out of and her princess dress (which I repeat: if she doesn't want to be a cat who wears clothes, she certainly doesn't have to.
Even her foster was saying that they're kind of limited to what's donated and what's on sale food wise, so she's going to be in for a bit of a shock at the level she's to be spoiled. Last night, I ordered two cat bed/caves for her to hide in if she needs to. They're both very nice and she can curl up in either and feel safe. One is a cute felted orb. The opening is kind of high on the side, so she'll be able to either peek out or snuggle down out of sight. The second is made like a cat food can, with the top just a tiny bit raised for the best hiding places. She's going to be SO spoiled. And hopefully, Ms. Picky Eater will find her groove and become spherical kitty!
We'll keep it within reason, but we're going to make this cat round.
Yesterday was a busy day. I worked from 8-12, then went over to the Patient Access Picnic. Last year, our table was behind the speaker, this time in front of. Even though we were about 50 feet away, good lord it was loud. You could barely hear yourself think, and to talk to someone, you had to yell, so that made it even louder. I came home with a screaming headache. The company was lovely, including a couple of my old IKEA friends, J and M. I helped M get hired in Radiology. I have kept in touch via facebook messenger, but it was really nice to see her. The food was okay. Hamburgers and hot dogs, BBQ chicken, pasta salad, corn and baked beans. The chicken was a little dry, but the sauce was good, so that was something. I was severely nauseous when I left, but the Mounjaro did not make anything return to sender, so that's good. All in all, glad I went, to see M if nothing else, but lord, I wish they'd turn the music down. Of course, next week I'm going to be in another loud overstimulating environment, taking a turn at the Hopkins Pride booth.
After the picnic, I'd planned on getting the pills, but the beltway was backed way up on both sides. I think I'll probably try to go at lunch. I got home a little after 3. Of course, being me, I'd offered to work the last two hours of the day in case we were crazy. (Which we were.). It was a lot of fun with the headache, but I got through it.
I got a certificate from the Head of Radiology in the Hospital for always being willing to help out with problems. It came with points, so soon I'll be able to buy some other silly, useless thing.
Tomorrow, we have to set up the cat tree. (Unless it gets here early and we do it tonight) We should also test the fountain (Depending on when that arrives). Oh, and probably make another trip to the storage unit. We have a lot of shit between the 3 suitcases, a big cooler, Christmas stuff and winter clothes. It'll be nice to have the big suitcases out, since we won't need any of them for 5 months. I'm pretty sure the overnight trip at the end of July can be handled in the Nomade Lane carry on and maybe my tiny kid-sized rolly bag. The beginning of October might need a rolly bag for each of us, since the con lasts 3 days. And CONfab will definitely need a rolly bag and maybe a big bag.
Saturday, we have to drop the puppers off for his day care. We have He-Man in the morning at 10, Im going out to lunch with a friend after, and then we shall work on getting anything else ready for the princess. We'll change the sheets. Shame the new comforter hasn't come. I'll vacuum, and wipe things up, just so there's a little less Boodle hair on things.
Sunday, we have game at 11-2, then we're driving up to York, PA to meet Miss Celeste. And as long as she doesn't hate us, we're coming home with a kitty. Her foster has made it clear that she's ours if we want her. So that's good. We were both a little worried that the foster would hate us, but we've been texting and she's decided that we're good people. So yay!
I'm a wee bit nauseous this morning, but we'll see how it goes through the day. I will nudge Jenn about the PTO I put in for both Celeste and Yoda's appointments this week. Celeste is Monday and Yoda's is Wednesday. I may call today to see if we could nudge his cytopkine shot up to today or tomorrow, because he's been itching something fierce and I don't want him to get an infection.
All in all, the beanside/nilchance house is all in for this kitty. I'd say the kitty talk will drop off when we get her, but I'd probably be lying.
One thing they did mention about her is that she loves to sit next to you or on your lap while you game. Jess is so excited about that. Boodle would lay on the cat tree next to her desk, or on the desk while Jess played D&D. Depending on one of our other group member's travel plans, we may have a game right after we get her home, so she'll get her chance pretty quickly, though it might take a couple of weeks for her to get that comfy.
Or, maybe she will be one of those cats who just settles right in with no fuss, I have no idea. It's all up to her.
Okay, going to stop babbling and drink some coffee. Everyone have an amazing Thursday!
I'm so glad that the only places I need to go today are both air conditioned. They're not up to my levels of frosty, but but it's better than nothing. Today, unlike yesterday, I will not be sitting outdoors for over 2 hours int the heat. But more about that later. I have two things to do today. 1. go get our pills, and 2. take some stuff to the storage unit so kitty will have more room. The pharmacy is important, but the storage unit is vital. We've got winter clothes, and suitcases and a Christmas tree to get out of the house. We want the good Princess Celeste to have plenty of room.
When I expressed frustration that we had four more days until we got to meet her, her foster mama offered to meet tonight. It's tempting, but we're not ready. Plus we have a lot going on this weekend, and I'd hate to leave her the first full day.
So, Sunday it is. How can I possibly wait to pick up this baby?
I love her foster mother. I had asked if she had any video or audio of her talking. which she's sent. But she's continued to send photos and video of her. They're adorable, and I appreciate it so much.
We got more info on her background. She was adopted in 2022 by what was assumed to be a lovely couple. They passed all the background check and vets and references. They had her for 3 years, before she tested positive for FELV. They immediately wanted to euthanize, but the vet worked with hte shelter, and let them know. They hurried over, and she was saved. (The people have since turned to backyard breeding to make some cash, so they're not great people in general.) She's been back with them for 8 months, so she'she's about 4 years old. I was already grumpy at these people when I thought they'd surrendered her. But no, instead they were going to euthanize a perfectly healthy cat who may never show signs of FELV. Also as presumed, they got the cheap test, which has a 40% fals positive on healthy cats.
I mean, maybe on Monday, our vet will say "yes, she has it." It's what I'm expecting on the PCR test. Then, we'll make plans on how to keep her as healthy as possible for as long as possible.
I went insane on buying. Princess Cece got like four packages yesterday. Chewy is doing little backflips, I swear. Also Petco and Amazon. She's got a ton of food, meal toppers, treats, churus. And more coming today, I think. She has her bougie food coming and her cat tree, and maybe a fountain to drink out of and her princess dress (which I repeat: if she doesn't want to be a cat who wears clothes, she certainly doesn't have to.
Even her foster was saying that they're kind of limited to what's donated and what's on sale food wise, so she's going to be in for a bit of a shock at the level she's to be spoiled. Last night, I ordered two cat bed/caves for her to hide in if she needs to. They're both very nice and she can curl up in either and feel safe. One is a cute felted orb. The opening is kind of high on the side, so she'll be able to either peek out or snuggle down out of sight. The second is made like a cat food can, with the top just a tiny bit raised for the best hiding places. She's going to be SO spoiled. And hopefully, Ms. Picky Eater will find her groove and become spherical kitty!
We'll keep it within reason, but we're going to make this cat round.
Yesterday was a busy day. I worked from 8-12, then went over to the Patient Access Picnic. Last year, our table was behind the speaker, this time in front of. Even though we were about 50 feet away, good lord it was loud. You could barely hear yourself think, and to talk to someone, you had to yell, so that made it even louder. I came home with a screaming headache. The company was lovely, including a couple of my old IKEA friends, J and M. I helped M get hired in Radiology. I have kept in touch via facebook messenger, but it was really nice to see her. The food was okay. Hamburgers and hot dogs, BBQ chicken, pasta salad, corn and baked beans. The chicken was a little dry, but the sauce was good, so that was something. I was severely nauseous when I left, but the Mounjaro did not make anything return to sender, so that's good. All in all, glad I went, to see M if nothing else, but lord, I wish they'd turn the music down. Of course, next week I'm going to be in another loud overstimulating environment, taking a turn at the Hopkins Pride booth.
After the picnic, I'd planned on getting the pills, but the beltway was backed way up on both sides. I think I'll probably try to go at lunch. I got home a little after 3. Of course, being me, I'd offered to work the last two hours of the day in case we were crazy. (Which we were.). It was a lot of fun with the headache, but I got through it.
I got a certificate from the Head of Radiology in the Hospital for always being willing to help out with problems. It came with points, so soon I'll be able to buy some other silly, useless thing.
Tomorrow, we have to set up the cat tree. (Unless it gets here early and we do it tonight) We should also test the fountain (Depending on when that arrives). Oh, and probably make another trip to the storage unit. We have a lot of shit between the 3 suitcases, a big cooler, Christmas stuff and winter clothes. It'll be nice to have the big suitcases out, since we won't need any of them for 5 months. I'm pretty sure the overnight trip at the end of July can be handled in the Nomade Lane carry on and maybe my tiny kid-sized rolly bag. The beginning of October might need a rolly bag for each of us, since the con lasts 3 days. And CONfab will definitely need a rolly bag and maybe a big bag.
Saturday, we have to drop the puppers off for his day care. We have He-Man in the morning at 10, Im going out to lunch with a friend after, and then we shall work on getting anything else ready for the princess. We'll change the sheets. Shame the new comforter hasn't come. I'll vacuum, and wipe things up, just so there's a little less Boodle hair on things.
Sunday, we have game at 11-2, then we're driving up to York, PA to meet Miss Celeste. And as long as she doesn't hate us, we're coming home with a kitty. Her foster has made it clear that she's ours if we want her. So that's good. We were both a little worried that the foster would hate us, but we've been texting and she's decided that we're good people. So yay!
I'm a wee bit nauseous this morning, but we'll see how it goes through the day. I will nudge Jenn about the PTO I put in for both Celeste and Yoda's appointments this week. Celeste is Monday and Yoda's is Wednesday. I may call today to see if we could nudge his cytopkine shot up to today or tomorrow, because he's been itching something fierce and I don't want him to get an infection.
All in all, the beanside/nilchance house is all in for this kitty. I'd say the kitty talk will drop off when we get her, but I'd probably be lying.
One thing they did mention about her is that she loves to sit next to you or on your lap while you game. Jess is so excited about that. Boodle would lay on the cat tree next to her desk, or on the desk while Jess played D&D. Depending on one of our other group member's travel plans, we may have a game right after we get her home, so she'll get her chance pretty quickly, though it might take a couple of weeks for her to get that comfy.
Or, maybe she will be one of those cats who just settles right in with no fuss, I have no idea. It's all up to her.
Okay, going to stop babbling and drink some coffee. Everyone have an amazing Thursday!
