Talk about your day thread

[96583UP]

just ate way too much popcorn

slight tummy ache

[tommy]

Decided to go bowling at 9pm on a Sunday

With your mom?

With my best friend

Me

Alex is his best friend

[tommy]

just ate way too much popcorn

slight tummy ache

Where were you when this happened?

[96583UP]

just ate way too much popcorn

slight tummy ache

Where were you when this happened?

Montgomery Ward parking lot

[tommy]

just ate way too much popcorn

slight tummy ache

Where were you when this happened?

Montgomery Ward parking lot

What were you shopping for?

[96583UP]

just ate way too much popcorn

slight tummy ache

Where were you when this happened?

Montgomery Ward parking lot

What were you shopping for?

companionship

[Rangi Guy]

When we did get back - I went to give the cat a 'hello' head scratch and pulled away in a way that seemed odd to me, and then after a while I noticed that she seemed somewhat disoriented and was bumping into things etc. Saw her pupils were wildly dialated, so did the whole shine a light in them, and they didn't change. Spoke to my sister (a vet) about it, and given the cat's age she basically told me - this could be the end. So yesterday - took the cat to the vet, fully expecting that she wouldn't be coming home again, but she's back, blind and on meds that will hopefully sort out the vision thing.

Well the update on this is - took the cat back to the vet for an observation on the weekend as she seemed to be going downhill still, they said she certainly wasn't end of life stage yet. Gave me a different batch of antibiotics for her etc. Sunday morning - the cat's gone AWOL and hasn't been seen since. For me this is somewhat easier, her going out on her own terms - I've had enough sook moments at the vet clinic with her. It hit my youngest last night and she was in tears sobbing till she fell asleep. My older daughter was trying to comfort her saying that the cat is now following Jesus. I didn't have the heart to tell her that we hadn't found the right time to talk to the cat about Jesus, and that when we tried to baptise her it went horribly wrong.
Apparently next weekend to appease the youngest we're doing another full-blown search

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Rangi Guy]

really sorry Rangi. Try putting her litter box on the stoop, that can draw them home. Though it sounds like her mind is made up...

How old is she? How was her appetite and urinary habits before she took off?

She had starting eating less. The vets said that in the week and a half between visits she had lost a bit of weight. The two or three nights prior to taking off she was pissing all over the floor of the room she slept in.....which is also where I work from when working from home. Kinda sucks not having my office buddy around
Oh, and my wife said she was possibly 16....? My wife had her before we met

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Going to bed...Call me in the AM.

[Higgs]

really sorry Rangi. Try putting her litter box on the stoop, that can draw them home. Though it sounds like her mind is made up...

How old is she? How was her appetite and urinary habits before she took off?

She had starting eating less. The vets said that in the week and a half between visits she had lost a bit of weight. The two or three nights prior to taking off she was pissing all over the floor of the room she slept in.....which is also where I work from when working from home. Kinda sucks not having my office buddy around
Oh, and my wife said she was possibly 16....? My wife had her before we met

Sorry Rangi. One of our cats started fucking off for days at a time towards the end of his life. In the end we had to put him down because whenever he did turn up he was beaten up, which of course was even worse. Hope this works out as well as it can for you, the wife and the kids. And the cat for that matter.

[wease]

Sorry to hear Rangi. It’s tough losing them. They’re part of the family too.

[VinylGuy]

Im really sorry Rangi.

Its such an awful moment. But the love and memories stay forever.

[Coach]

Had a nice quiet night and today is a treat because I get to work from home.

[spike]

was looking forward to not having to talk to anyone for the next couple hours while the kid's at school, but just noticed my internet bill has shot up, so going to need to have that phone call with xfinity.

[96583UP]

oh man

nothing worse than a call with a cable company

praying 4 you

[Chris_H_2]

was looking forward to not having to talk to anyone for the next couple hours while the kid's at school, but just noticed my internet bill has shot up, so going to need to have that phone call with xfinity.

is it because your internet usage has shot up since your kid started going to school?

[spike]

was looking forward to not having to talk to anyone for the next couple hours while the kid's at school, but just noticed my internet bill has shot up, so going to need to have that phone call with xfinity.

is it because your internet usage has shot up since your kid started going to school?

Haha, our bill increased a few months ago, just hadn’t noticed. Anyway, got it back down to where it was and they bumped up the speed a bit. Had to listen to the spiel about going with them for a mobile line, but otherwise was fairly painless.

[Coach]

I'm off to the Judgement Free Zone (Planet Fitness) in about an hour.

Will then pick up my kiddo (it was her first day of school today).

Celebrate with some kind of tasty dinner.

Watch a movie or show.

Trying to take it easy before the big Pearl Jam weekend in Saint Paul.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.