Mr. Boe is still in the building

Just to make a progress report. We took him back by the vet and he had another antibiotic shot, and another cleaning, so he’s pretty comfy. Despite the rain and cold, he then took off immediately after we got home to go about his mysterious ways and all. I think he needed to go pee in the bushes like the civilized boy that he is.

His weight holding pretty steady. He has a good appetite, and basically is getting a good assortment of baby food, gooshy stuff, canned tuna mashed up, and whipped cream from a spray bottle. Our friend came over with dessert and brought some, and it was an instant hit. Basically, Boe can’t really chew efficiently anymore, but he can still envelop food, and lick at it, and he manages to get down enough if he always has some on hand. It’s mostly a matter of keeping his food away from Doc (aka GreedyGuts).

Loper the Feral also put in an appearance, so I fed him and put down some catnip, and gave Boe some as well. He spent a long time dealing with it, then jumped into an empty file box and sat watching over the edge for 40 minutes by the clock. He didn’t seem to care whether the kittens went by or not. It was all some Cat Yoga zen sort of  thing: an “I am watching over the edge of something” event. He took a break and ate more, and he is now sitting inside the other, sideways, box, presumably practicing the other cat position vis-a-vis a box: “I am watching from around the corner of something.” Later he will locate the lid and demonstrate the “I am sitting on a box.” Clearly there is some kind of marathon event going on.

Still unpacking the boxes from Vox

There’s the occasional video to fiddle with, to make sure it is un-entangled from They Who Shall Have Be Nameless. It is not going quickly.  There’s the flu. I’m in disgusting recovery stage now, but still have the sore ribs from coughing thing going. But it doesn’t speed things up any. And I’m still having tendonitis issues with my right thumb, so I am having to learn new typing habits. Ugh. My brain is slow, my hand is slow.

And I’m adding in tags too, because I have a new game, and it is making up tags as I work backwards. It’s amusing, but it slows things down a bit. (I know, everyone else in the world has been tagging things forever.)

I’m still looking through people’s blogs, and commenting on them over on That Place. Because I can’t help myself. It’s probably addictive behavior of some kind.  I dunno.

It’s sort of like when you’re moving, and it’s been taking forever, and as you get to the end of things everyone starts getting a little giddy and rowdy. We’ll all finish eventually, but now the beer is going round, and we’re all a little less than serious.

Except for a few things, that is.

Kzinti has managed to fetch out MC2’s posts, and Marque’s, over to typepad to archive them. I think there may be some last bits of private posts to fetch.

I’m really proud of him, and us.

Sooooo.. any more rescues needed? any more bits need saving? The clock is ticking.