It's been a day. Mister Kitty is at the emergency vets again. Another sugar crash I couldn't turn around. WHY does he not do this when my vet is open? The cost differential is insane.

Transferring him to my vet in the morning. I didn't go to the same pet ER, cause I was kinda cranky with them not being on the same page as I was, and this one was recommended by my neighbor. The vet I talked to was so much more on the same page, and actually suggested I might want to transfer him in the morning. All she's gonna do is the routine blood tests to pass along and get his sugar back up. That's all I ask.

Sigh. $$$$$$.

Whoa -- wait, I didn't read closely enough to realize that was tommyrot's kiddo! Even cooler!

Oh no, Mister Kitty! And poor sara too. It's hard.

Ugh sarameg, sending good thoughts.

We are watching Lego Star Wars: Padawan Menace. It's a perfect activity for the afternoon.

I'm actually calmer this time, since I know exactly what is happening. Frustrated it has happened again, but resigned to it.

In funnier news, just went fishing under the stove: 6 fake mice, one crocheted one and a random fabric ball.

Included was one that is Loki's favorite. He's having a lot of fun now.

I need to install some sort of barrier there.

Oh dear.

Saratoga's 20the annual hat contest.

Oh dear.

I think you misspelled "totally awesome".

Mr. Kitty-ma, Sarameg.

I went fishing under my bed and found a tennis shoe I've been missing for a couple of months. I can't really blame the cats though.

OMG I'M GETTING A CAT! I just realized that I have someone to blame for all kinds of shit now!

amych, isn't that why you procured a husband?

t edit I mean, if you say no, my whole concept of the institution of marriage will be shattered. SHATTERED.