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Today, we played with all three kitties on a tarp in the back yard.
They are a very playful bunch, but prefer not to play with the actual cat toys. Instead, they would rather chase the shadows cast by the toes, or playfully wrestle with our fingers.
Before he left, I finally got Keith eating from a dish on his own.
We went from an oral syringe, to a spoon. And then he would only eat from a dish if I held the dish up next to my cheek as he clung to my shirt. And then finally, he'd eat from the bowl on the floor, but only if I used a spoon to push chunks of food up to his mouth.
Finally, I put him in a vari-kennel, alone with his food, and gradually got him to go from spoon-assisted to eating on his own.
Whew!
My special-needs kitty looks like he's gonna be okay.
Also, I called The MSPCA, and they still haven't tested Coulter-kitty for rabies yet. I'm not all that concerned anymore, since aside from the "soupy poopies," the fleas, and one huge tick, they all seem very healthy. But it would be good to know if we need to be more careful than we are now.
So today, we brought Keith into my wife's office, and gave her to the lady that's adopting her. Keith is going to her boyfriend's mom in New Hampshire.
And while he was there, one of the other ladies in the office decided she wants to adopt little Randi. But we have to hold on to her until September 14th when she gets back from vacation.
My daughter has cried off and on since we started in the car to Boston. She's going to miss Keith. She was trying to convince me for a while that she could use her imagination to bring him back for real. Eventually, she realized that this was not going to work, and broke down into full-on sobbing and crying.
She's still upset, but she's happy to be home now playing with little Stephanie.
I knew this would be hard on her.
She got very angy and upset when she thought I sold our pet Sand Beetle in Star Wars Galaxies. I told her, "No, I didn't sell Kafka! I sold a giant spider!" And she was still upset, so I had to grow ANOTHER giant spider, AND let her name it. She insisted on naming my fierce, killer giant spider "Bubble-D."
Ugh. Beware the terrible "Bubble-D" spider!
And speaking of Star Wars Galaxies...
Here's something funny.
Earlier, I mentioned that our Guild Leader kicked me out of the guild for talking about the cats too much, and telling people not to vote for me for mayor of our guild city.
Well, it turns out that the guy who became mayor of the city is trying to sell it to a competing guild.
They really should have voted for me the first time.
If any of you have been thinking of signing-up to play Star Wars Galaxies, join the Chilastra server, and stop by Brewster Jennings & Associates or The Stephanie Miller FanClub on Lok. Look me up (Ian-Okolik Beeko and Brewster Jennings). You can also find me playing as ValleriePlame Wilson and BrewsterJenning Imack on the Chimera server.
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