A Better Day

I talked to my mom tonight, and she sounds MUCH better, with more energy and more engaged in the conversation. In fact, I was grumbling about how difficult Zara has been this week, and she promptly defended her favorite grandkitty. She probably will be discharged out of the hospital on Saturday. Her red blood cell, platelet, and white blood cell count have gone up too. Sigh of relief.

While I was picking up a few things at WalMart, I saw a cardigan that I liked. One thing led to another, and I wound up picking up several pairs of pants, along with a couple of cardigans. I have a tough time finding pants that are my size, so I was running around grabbing ones that were my size. I dropped some money on them, but I expanded my work wardrobe immensely. Good deal.

I'm tired. I think that I'm going to do kitty maintenance and crash because I need to clean out the car tomorrow morning before I take Zara and Mimi to the vet.

Ugh

The good news: I got Mimi and Zara over to the vet for their shots.
The bad news: Mimi and Zara have fleas. So I also came home with expensive flea meds. And I guess that I need to do some major cleaning.

The girls were pretty good at the vet. Mimi even started purring when I was talking to her. (It occurred to me that she might think that I was taking her back to the Humane Society. I was trying to reassure her.)

Just ate a bite of dinner. Now I'm off to run errands....

Well....

I didn't get out to run some of my errands because I lay down for a nap after I had something to eat. And yes, I overslept. But between the sleep and taking the meds that I had run out of (they finally arrived), I'm feeling pretty good and ready to tackle the problems du jour.

Such as the fleas. It isn't a bad infestation, but it is centered around the kitchen table, where the cats hang out (not surprisingly). I'm going to do a bunch of cleaning there, but I think that I want to fog. The problem is getting the cats out of the house, and it's cold out. My plan is to board the cats at the vet during the day next Friday, and fog then. I might have a pet sitter for Christmas, which is another reason that want to be sure that I got the fleas out of the house.

I wonder what Buddhists do if they have fleas in the house? You can't exactly catch them and put them outside.

Pizza's in the oven. Yum.