Zara's Bags Are Packed

I've got Zara's stuff packed for dropping her off at the vet for boarding tomorrow. Sheesh, it was almost as complicated as packing for a human. I just need to bring out her C-A-R-R-I-E-R. I had to make a dash to WalMart because I couldn't find her pill splitter (she gets 1/2 a tablet of BuSpar twice a day). It wasn't bad though because I got gas en route, plus picked up some extra pens and cat food caps. I just need to pull some stuff out of the car.

I had initially planned to make veggie lasagna today, but I'm at the point of figuring out what I can NOT do, so I bought a frozen pizza tonight. It's in the oven, and I plan to eat and crash. I want to dye my hair before I bring Zara to the vet, so I don't want to get up really late.

Sheesh, Harlee is getting crotchety in her old age. She wanted me to come into her room, and not only was she meowing, she was banging the gate. I just fed her to calm her down a little.

The Cat Report

I managed to drop Zara off at the vet to be boarded. She put up quite a fight though. I fed her in the bedroom, and got into position to pick her up, and she knew what was going on. I chased her around the room for a while, and she almost bit me, but didn't bite hard. I finally got a towel to throw over her. That worked. Poor baby :( I have to remind myself that I'm doing this for her own good, although I can't explain that to her.

I spent some quality time with Harlee when I got home. She's now complaining that I stopped. Mimi is asleep on the back of the futon in the living room. I'm going to eat, and then I'm tackling cleaning in Harlee's room, which she won't like.

Not Quite Ready to Go....

I still need to do a couple of loads of laundry in the morning, so I'm going to eat and crash, and finish up in the morning. If I get to sleep soon, I should get eight hours of sleep.

I'm amazed at how much I can get done, though, under pressure. Harlee's room looks much better. So does the bathroom and the hall.

Not Quite Ready to Go....

I still need to do a couple of loads of laundry in the morning, so I'm going to eat and crash, and finish up in the morning. If I get to sleep soon, I should get eight hours of sleep.

I'm amazed at how much I can get done, though, under pressure. Harlee's room looks much better. So does the bathroom and the hall.