The foundations of reality are trembling. I am cutting down on coffee.

Mainly because I couldn't afford both coffee and cat litter this week, and the cat litter won. You can only ask a moggy to shit on shredded newspaper for so long, even if she was sprung on you unexpected.

Also, I was starting to wonder if five pints of black coffee a day might have been sapping my vitality. Sadly, I might have been right. I only had one pint yesterday and I did, actually, feel better.

Bloody 'ell. I'm scared I might find myself giving up smoking if this keeps up.

Jobs for today: finish the pimp entries, redo journal layout, sort out vet paperwork so I can register Cassie with my vet and make an appointment to have her checked out and find out how cheaply I can get her spayed.
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From: [identity profile] lizblackdog.livejournal.com


oh yes, that's another good reason. Although part of me does wonder if going through an uninhibited spell might influence her to accept the dogs more readily?

That doesn't mean I'll be deliberately waiting to spay her, mind you. It'll be done as soon as I can arrange it. It'll just be interesting to see what happens if her heat happens to beat me to it.
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