I decided I should take Donner to the vet today after he peed in the living room for the 3rd time in one week. In the same spot. EW. I know. Cat pee. In the house. Nightmare. I have been going through bottles of enzyme remover and other kitty smell killer. We set up a second litter box for him, keeping it pristine and ready for action. Still, this morning before work? A wet spot on the carpet. YUCK.
After work Mike and I put Donner in the carrier - that was a feat. Donner's a squirmy little guy. I took him across the street to the 24 Hour Vet clinic, expecting him to be "fine". His blood sugar was fine. Next up was the x-ray, and about 20 minutes later he was in surgery. WHAT? A blockage of crystals in his urinary stream. Poor little guy. He hasn't been feeling well for about a week. Maybe longer. Oof.
So, he'll be at the vet's for at least 2 nights - he'll be on a catheter tonight and then they have to observe him tomorrow to make sure everything gets back to normal after that.
Good thing we have pet insurance this time.
I'll check in on Donner tomorrow morning on my way to work. I miss that little guy. But he's just young, I'm sure he'll bounce back from this. Once he's home, he'll be eating different food. And so will Oscar. No more bacon treats for either of them!
Instead of feeling glum and worried about the kitty, I think I'll watch this video about 10 more times.
I just shipped my nightie!
Mike's got a fine collection of t-shirts he just didn't want to part with. And to be honest, I didn't want to see these goofy shirts go to a new home, either. Since the shirts are no longer wearable, but still in good order, I offered to make these shirts into a fabulous quilt - well, more like a throw - something cozy to snuggle under on the couch while watching a documentary about Black Sabbath or some Mad Men re-runs. Which reminds me, we watched the first season the other day when Don Drapers says, "...and it’s not like they have some magical machine that makes identical copies of things." to Peggy. Heh.
Anyway, back to the quilt. I think I'll make a pattern like this rather than the usual 8 by 10 of big squares. And I'll use the fronts and the backs of the shirts so I can use up all the fabric. Then I'll buy a big sheet to use for the back - maybe something on sale at IKEA or on sale any old place. I'll make sure it doesn't feel like sandpaper before I sew it together. At the quilt guild meeting on Thursday, one person mentioned using thrifted sheets from one of the thrift stores. That kind of gives me the heebie-jeebies - just the thought of someone else's dust mites on my skin makes me feel icky, but, there are some cool old sheets out there - I've seen them. AND I know someone who washes all her thrifted fabric with Dettol, so I could always pick up a bottle of that in my travels. That stuff reminds me of taking baths in Zimbabwe - sometimes the water coming out of the faucets looked like mud and I guess the Dettol was there to clean the water? I don't know, but we'd put a big capful in the bath water.
Poop t-shirts and thrifted bedsheets. It doesn't get better than that.
Now, to change the topic completely, here's a bridesmaid running to her car in the absolute pouring rain this afternoon.
We noticed the house next door was decorated this afternoon with a string of crepe paper wedding bells and as I was taking photos of my shirt, I saw some girls making a run for it to their car. Poor things! This could be a good omen for the couple getting married today. Mike and I had a rainy wedding (it was first predicted that there would be a hurricane in the area, and then it was downgraded to a tropical storm) and it turned out just fine.
Mind you, we did get married indoors, so that helped a lot.
I picked up these stamps in my travels and it could be all in my head, but I think the Year of the Dragon is really real. Today felt like a dragon day. A whirlwind. An odd day.
In a weird turn of events, I found out today I'll be attending a funeral for someone (I won't mention who it is. She passed away over a month ago. It was expected. She was not well for some time.) whose ashes are going to be buried in Burnaby even though she lived in Calgary for many, many years. If I don't go to the service, only 2 people will be there. She hasn't lived in Burnaby since the 60's. Imagine. A funeral with only 2 people in attendance. That reality is a bit harsh. I just never thought that could happen to anyone. I've been to a few funerals now, and for the most part, they were attended by many, many people. Monday's funeral will be attended by 4 of us. We'll go for coffee after. That's it. Whoa. So. Final.
That's been swimming around in my head since I found out about it this afternoon.
There are other activities and changes in the air - lots of changes...I can feel the energy all around me. With the job I'm at ending in about 2 months, I feel edgy, but I also feel excited. I'm preparing and planning. My resume is done. I'm networking. I'm moving and shaking! Real change is going to happen this year! And I've been told, "A change is as good as a rest!". So I am looking forward to that. Really looking forward to it.
Also weird - I've had 2 people in the last couple of days ask me if I've entered any photography contests lately. 2 people who don't know each other, yet both felt compelled to make a point of prodding me to find a photo contest to enter.
Note to self: find a photography contest to enter. It's been a long time since I've done that. Just for fun.
Today was one of the darkest, rainiest days I can ever remember experiencing in Vancouver. The sky was dark by 2:00 this afternoon and it felt like night time. Catherine and I headed over to the mall for some lunch and were happily visited by the Dragon! This whole week is Chinese New Year and there will be all sorts of surprises in the neighbourhood in celebration.
I've seen plenty of lion dancers, but these guys were great. Maybe I didn't pay attention to all the moves in the past, but these dancers made the dragon really come to life with the way they moved the dragon's body. They made the dragon's eyes blink, wiggled his tail and bum, and stood right up straight. I think one dancer was standing on the other dancer's knees to get that standing up straight and tall move. I loved how he looked like he was really bowing to the audience at the beginning of the dance. He bowed his shoulders, head and closed his eyes at the same time. I forgot there were people inside for a second.
The dragon only lasted a few minutes, and when he was almost finished, he opened his mouth and a scroll unrolled from his mouth.
That's the fortune for the year. I'm not sure what that says...something about boats? A voyage? Prosperity? All those good things, I'm sure.
The drumming was also very good. I noticed how they make that firecracker sound with the big drums - they hit the side with the drumsticks. Awesome. I'll be watching for that again this weekend at the parade in Chinatown.
Meanwhile, back at my desk...
...a Justin Bieber pinata. Who wouldn't want to smash that to pieces? He's a twerp with a girl's haircut. Absolutely nothing like Donny Osmond or Shaun Cassidy - the hearthrobs of my youth. Oh. I just totally dated myself just then. But I did have a Shaun Cassidy t-shirt and haircut in the 3rd grade.
Thankfully it was not for me to keep, but it's a decoration for Lianne's daughter's 12th birthday on the weekend. Lianne thought I'd like to see it.