Habibi kitty had decided she could pee on the floor in the corner of the bathroom.
Ah ha, sez I, and I put a box there.
So one guess who won’t use that box.
Habibi kitty had decided she could pee on the floor in the corner of the bathroom.
Look out for warning signs of Alzheimer’s disease this holiday
Posted: Fri 6:16 PM, Dec 27, 2013
GRAND JUNCTION, Colo. The more holiday seasons spent with elderly loved ones, the more likely they are to develop Alzheimer’s disease.
“When adult kids and grandkids come home for the holidays, they start to notice some subtle changes perhaps in their parents and grandparents,” said Laurie Frasier, director of Senior Daybreak at Hilltop. “They notice that their memory isn’t what it used to be.”
I don’t think that first sentence means what you think it means.
Either that, or maybe you kids should stay home this year.
Like Laurie, and Jaypo.
I’m suspecting it has to do with posting privately, but there isn’t any point where it tells me I need to use a password, and it does let me see the post.
I am reading, and thinking of you.
Nikki is getting fan mail.
(There is a little gender confusion going on – everyone thinks he is a she?)
I went out to call him tonight, and saw a card on the kitty climbing structure out front
“Thank You,” it said on the front.
It had artwork too!
Dear Our-Address Resident,
I just wanted to thank you. Last night, when walking home from a final, your cat approached me and cheered me up greatly. I really appreciated her (sic) company, and she was a great comfort to me when I was feeling really low.
Your cat is incredibly sweet and I am very grateful that I could have met her at such an opportune time.
You are incredibly lucky to have such an affectionate, adorable, kind cat.
Once again, thank you.
Blake St. resident
It’s all true, of course, he is our little miracle kitty.
So very cold,
That I have locked all the cats in the house, and sealed the cat door so as to keep some of the so-called heat in.
And it finally is heating up, slightly, and the cats are all settling in somewhat.
So here I sit being slightly warm, with scattered kitties adapting to all being inside – eek – all at the same time – eek, eek.
And out of the corner of my eye,
EEK EEK EEK
There goes the possum,
Getting all cozy in the warm.
You never really know who all are your pets….
But I do draw the line at possums.
Sigh, took ten minutes, with a lot of maneuvering under the kitchen table involving a broom and moving things around to create a clear path.
But poor boy is out in the cold again.
(There is a perfectly good crawlspace available, he’s okay.)
So, okay, we live in a student-dense (and sometimes a dense student) neighborhood.
Parking is always tight here, though the past week hasn’t been particularly bad, and there have been a lot of empty spaces on the block.
A fairly new, really BIG Nissan SUV blocked part of our driveway Monday night.
The back of his car was about two feet into the actual driveway, leaving maybe six feet of open space.
If Berkeley ever bothered to red-paint the driveway entrances on our block, I’d guess the SUV would have been parked about a third of it in the red.
As it was, when I came home I could get into the driveway, but it was a bit nerve-wracking fitting between the end of his car and the perfectly-legally parked car on the other side.
This morning the jerk was back, this time parked a good three feet into the driveway, so that I actually had to back out over the curb on the other side.
If a car had been parked on that side I’d have been trapped in the driveway, and when I came back I parked in the street so I could be sure I could leave later.
Since I was bringing home heavy groceries parking on the street did make me crabby.
I admit to crabbiness.
Tom and I have differing views on the subject.
Tom thinks that at this point the appropriate reaction is that I should leave a note on the car asking that teh driver not block our driveway again.
He worries that there could be retribution if the driver is ticketed and/or towed, or at, the least, bad feelings.
And, basically, he is a nicer guy than I am, and feels bad about causing the unknown driver to have to pay a ticket.
Me, I think the driver can perfectly easily see that the SUV is blocking the driveway.
Furthermore, he’s been blocking it all day today, and he did so all day Monday and on through to Tuesday afternoon, and so clearly there isn’t much concern for other people at work here.
Now, between the two of us, we have been to the emergency room easily half a dozen times in the past year, three times in what the doctors termed “potentially lethal” situations, so I do not take kindly to anything that interferes with me getting my car out when I need it.
(Or, in one of those cases, an ambulance into the driveway!)
Today, I parked on the street because Tom cannot physically walk the half-mile from campus, and I can’t gamble that no one will park on the other side of my driveway, trapping my car when I need to go pick him.
I think I’m being perfectly nice – indeed beyond the call of normal niceness! – parking my car out on the street and only having the idiot driver of the SUV ticketed.
The city would tow the SUV at this point, if I requested it, and in that case I could use my driveway.
Which I can’t now.
Note: our street is regularly patrolled for parking, since we have non-resident two-hour limits on parking, and ticketing the unwary is a city money-cow.
The usual meter person here will also occasionally ticket blocked driveways, if she decides to, but mostly she won’t unless someone calls.
I mean, the neighborhood idiot who got himself into a screaming fit with her did find himself being ticketed for blocking his own driveway after that, but he’s a special case.
Me, I think rich college kid idiots are not necessarily really well-informed on how tickets happen in residential areas in Berkeley.
I doubt that he will assume that the owner of the driveway caused law enforcement to catch him in his illegal parking.
I think he will just figure he got caught pushing the limits this time, and maybe he should be more careful in the future since he will have learned that they actually do ticket around here if you park badly.
I think putting a note on the car, though, would call his attention to our actual existence, making any future need to have him ticketed more fraught with possibilities of retribution.
Am I a meanie for having him ticketed? (Remember, I didn’t have the vehicle towed. At least not this time.)
Does it seem that he would necessarily blame the driveway residents for having been ticketed?
Remember, he is an undergraduate in possession of a pricy vehicle; i.e., this isn’t a question of wether you yourself understand the system, but whether you think that the idiot SUV driver does.
It has a history.
‘Way back in like December last year, when I was in the hospital, I had all sorts of medications, and when I came home I was on three new drugs at once.
So when MY HAIR STARTED FALLING OUT, there wasn’t a simple answer as to why.
And it spent most of the spring falling out.
It filled up hair brushes.
It clogged the drain of the tub.
It landed all over everywhere, for months.
The backs of chairs, the car, any place I spent time got filled with hair
My guess is that it thinned by about half.
I madly googled, and two of the three things I’m taking can do this.
The third, people on message boards say it does, but the doctors say they’ve never heard of it.
So who knows.
But there are lists of things people take to try to stop it, most of which I can’t have.
Because of, mostly, the warfarin, which is a very fussy medication.
But I can take biotin with it, and have been, and finally the hair stopped falling out.
Which is good, right?
My guess is, it turned around about six months ago.
Because all over my head, I have three inches of regrown hair, about as much of it as of the rest of my hair.
If you think of Ellie Mae Clampett, it’s kind of that effect.
Except for not being bright blonde and intentional.
Anywhere in my hair, if you pull at it a little, you come up with masses of short curly hair.
Which basically means the whole top of my head has weird corners, where the shorter hair makes it lie oddly.
Like permanent, built-in bed hair.
This too shall pass.