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Loki's been sick. It seems he's got an infection or something (not that that was why I took him to the vet in the first place, that's a whole nother story) and I have to give him liquid meds twice a day. Pepto pink, bubble-gum smelling meds. Which he doesn't really seem to like.
This morning I had to take a second shower to get the meds out of my hair. Tonight I ended up being forced to change into my swimsuit during the medication process because Loki ended up looking like a rabid kitty with pink foam.
And it looks like poor Jane't is going to get stuck medicating him while I'm visiting DH next week. *snort* Sorry, Jane't. I was going to see if Kim and Baby C wanted to feed the monsters but with Loki needing to be held down and medicated I thought having the little one around would be a bad idea.
In other news - it's fast approaching that time of year where people are forced to give me presents so that they can buy my affection.
In a purely platonic way.
Really.
Loki has forgiven me for the pink foam incident and has now curled up on my mouse. Great.
DH sent a picture of himself all decked out in uniform. I don't recognize him at all without all the Jesus hair and his beard. I miss his hair. He got... not cute. I hope that will go away when he gets some sun or I'll get used to it or something... otherwise it's going to be a very LONG four years.
This morning I had to take a second shower to get the meds out of my hair. Tonight I ended up being forced to change into my swimsuit during the medication process because Loki ended up looking like a rabid kitty with pink foam.
And it looks like poor Jane't is going to get stuck medicating him while I'm visiting DH next week. *snort* Sorry, Jane't. I was going to see if Kim and Baby C wanted to feed the monsters but with Loki needing to be held down and medicated I thought having the little one around would be a bad idea.
In other news - it's fast approaching that time of year where people are forced to give me presents so that they can buy my affection.
In a purely platonic way.
Really.
Loki has forgiven me for the pink foam incident and has now curled up on my mouse. Great.
DH sent a picture of himself all decked out in uniform. I don't recognize him at all without all the Jesus hair and his beard. I miss his hair. He got... not cute. I hope that will go away when he gets some sun or I'll get used to it or something... otherwise it's going to be a very LONG four years.
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