Le monde du vieux bandit

I spent the last two days sick as a sick dog. Cold sweats, nausea, cramps, pain, you name it. In bed. Sleeping in fits. With cats (that helps). Taking hot baths (which I never do), getting out because I’m passing out from pain or sleepiness. I’m a bit better today: as proof, I can actually […]

…is that my need to return to some form of “normal” life is tied to the fact that I have been very non-creative recently. It gnaws at me, and I will need to return to some form of creation or go insane(r). The scary part of that is that writing has been on my mind. […]

Well Herb is back at work and he managed, while falling off a ladder (why was he on a ladder, you ask? well I suggest you don’t ask ME!), not to injure himself that badly, and the swelling went down and the operation will occur as scheduled, i.e. in a few months (oh yeah, fun […]

I was on my way to the grocery store and the trip was overdue. No milk, no bread, two pitiful bagels left. In the produce section, I went vegetable-happy and fruit happy (peaches! pears! grapes! woohoo!) and realized that with my injury in late June, I simply haven’t been buying groceries in months — obviously […]

that Herb hurt his bad knee, badly, again? *sigh*
I have literally been running about and around between 7:30am (after a false-alarm cat-related panic at 5:40 followed by fitfull sleep full of paranoid pursuit dreams, you know the kind) and 8:30pm. I’m beyond beat but I’m starting to feel like a demented energizer bunny. I just […]

Katcher is up and down as we struggle to keep his diabetes under control but this morning he came in the bed and lay down and purred between us and last night he actually played with toyas and he’s now able to wash himself everywhere which hasn’t happened in months because he had been too […]

En faisant une recherche sur tout autre chose, je suis tombée sur la biographie de notre cher premier ministre provincial. Sous expérience professionnelle, on peut voir que le monsieur qui se démène pour rester en place et continuer de mener sa barque vers les hauts-fonds, eh bien, il a été avocat… trois ans. Oh, il […]

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Alors voilà. Je dois piquer l’oreille de mon chat souvent et prendre sa glycémie. Lui donner des médicaments sous forme de pilule. L’insuline, pour le moment, Herb s’en occupe. Katcher s’en sort bien, tout compte fait. Au sens où il a l’air heureux malgré tout, même s’il a beaucoup maigri, même s’il doit subir tous […]