15 degrees, clearing
7 inches of snow on the ground
At least being 'way over here in the upper left-hand corner of the continent, I don't have to get my daily journal entry in until the very last minute...
Well, it was a typically quiet Saturday for us. Having Denny home is a pleasure that is all the sweeter because of the times we have to spend apart. As we see retirement approaching, and with it the end of these mandatory separations, we seem to be rediscovering the pleasure we take in each other's company.
Corny-sounding but true.
We woke about eight-thirty and Denny made coffee. We watched DVDs (a series of South Park Christmas episodes) because none of the broadcast stations program anything for adults on Saturday mornings. Sometimes I miss having cable. But it was a nice way to spend our waking-up time before we devoted ourselves to our chores.
I have cut back on Frieda's medications quite a bit, since they haven't really done anything to cure her symptoms. I am trying slippery elm and yogurt to soothe her gut now, and tempting her palate with ground chicken and special treats. She can go back to the vet in a couple weeks to see what else we can come up with for her. Poor kitty. I sure love that hard-headed girl.
Tommy, on the other hand--Tommy who looked so close to death just over a week ago--is walking around the shop like he couldn't be in finer health. The best guess is that he went into insulin shock. Due to the long-acting qualities of feline insulin, it effected him for nearly two days. He seems fully recovered, though he now prefers the bed we made him on the shop floor to the communal bed he shared with Toby and Cissy. Always a quiet cat, he is relishing the extra attention we give him now.
Though today was mostly clear, there are increasing clouds tonight and the threat (or promise) of snow tomorrow.
7 inches of snow on the ground
At least being 'way over here in the upper left-hand corner of the continent, I don't have to get my daily journal entry in until the very last minute...
Well, it was a typically quiet Saturday for us. Having Denny home is a pleasure that is all the sweeter because of the times we have to spend apart. As we see retirement approaching, and with it the end of these mandatory separations, we seem to be rediscovering the pleasure we take in each other's company.
Corny-sounding but true.
We woke about eight-thirty and Denny made coffee. We watched DVDs (a series of South Park Christmas episodes) because none of the broadcast stations program anything for adults on Saturday mornings. Sometimes I miss having cable. But it was a nice way to spend our waking-up time before we devoted ourselves to our chores.
I have cut back on Frieda's medications quite a bit, since they haven't really done anything to cure her symptoms. I am trying slippery elm and yogurt to soothe her gut now, and tempting her palate with ground chicken and special treats. She can go back to the vet in a couple weeks to see what else we can come up with for her. Poor kitty. I sure love that hard-headed girl.
Tommy, on the other hand--Tommy who looked so close to death just over a week ago--is walking around the shop like he couldn't be in finer health. The best guess is that he went into insulin shock. Due to the long-acting qualities of feline insulin, it effected him for nearly two days. He seems fully recovered, though he now prefers the bed we made him on the shop floor to the communal bed he shared with Toby and Cissy. Always a quiet cat, he is relishing the extra attention we give him now.
Though today was mostly clear, there are increasing clouds tonight and the threat (or promise) of snow tomorrow.
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