Mum's gained enough strength from the electrolyte drip to start being irritating. That has to be good news, doesn't it?
She woke me up this morning phoning from the hospital. She wanted me to spend the afternoon at Grimmauld Place waiting for the NTL people to come and take away the cable/broadband box. If I'd had a bit more than half an hour's notice (Mum was quite sure she'd told me, but she was wrong there) and if it hadn't been brutally hot* I might have agreed to do it. As it is - sod them. I already have to go shopping for her and bring her more things and feed the cat, but I can do all that this evening. I felt guilty even as I was saying it, but fuck them. They'll just have to turn up some other time.
Took the dogs for their morning walk and ran into Spike's girlfriend Ella and her mum out in their front garden. She's tried to register at LJ but hasn't yet found a username she likes that someone doesn't already have - I hope she does, it'd be way cool to have a dog person here that I see in Real Life. Her evil cat, beautiful yellow-eyed Rio, teased my dogs by popping in and out of the bushes at the side of the house**, and he and the dogs caught me at a bad moment and pulled me over... I didn't let go of the leashes (I never do) but I have a lovely bleeding scrape all down my left arm. We told dog-related injury stories and bitched about flexi-leads and yucca plants. I love Ella, she and Spike are two of a kind and I can't wait to show pictures.
it's way too fucking hot today. I've decided to do the hospital-Grimmauld Place run in the easiest way possible, which is from here to the hospital by bus, back to Grimmauld Place to feed and pet Maisie and walk home from there. This means leaving my dogs alone here for longer than I ever have before, and I already feel guilty as hell about it, but I don't have the harness yet, Mum's doctor said this morning that she'll likely be in for several weeks. That means I need to save my strength.
just had a long phone call with sister T. she's not in a happy place. her sprog is due in a week and could appear any day now. she isn't allowed to visit the hospital, she's having trouble driving and she's in the middle of moving house.
We've decided that Maisie needs to be temporarily rehomed while Mum's in hospital. I don't think it's fair to her to be alone so much for so long - she's an affectionate cat used to lots of attention and she misses Mum terribly when she's gone. Also T. says the extra effort walking there every day is too much for me. I'm quite prepared to do it but I have to say I'll be a great deal happier if I don't have to. It'll make it easier toburn Grimmauld Place to the ground do a serious spring clean and de-junking anyway.
We've elected our sister E. to be the cat surrogate. She has a nice place in London and she quite wants a cat (she's been considering having one of our kittens) and her partner works from home and although Maisie'll have to get used to living somewhere new, at least it'll be with familiar people. This is important. Maisie's a shy cat and takes a long time to trust new people. T considered asking her in-laws to take her, but Maisie's never met them and they already have cats - Maisie's a small wussy cat and her relationships with other cats usually consist of being bullied by them.
T. asked me if I'd looked up Mum's symptoms on the 'net yet. I haven't. At the moment I'm scared of what I might find out. It's not like I can do anything about it anyway.
*anyone who tells me I don't know what hot is and it's much hotter where they are will be slapped with a wet fish and possibly defriended. I'm REALLY not in the mood.
**yes, they are indoor/outdoor cats. I don't believe that necessarily makes someone a stupid pet owner, depending on the cat and where you live - and she lives at the end of a quiet cul-de-sac where the cats are on a first-name basis with all the dogs and people who live there and the only road nearby is a dead end where nothing goes faster than 5mph. Would I let my cat out if I lived there? I don't know. I do know that she generally knows where they all are. It's another argument I'm not prepared to have in my journal today, in any case.
She woke me up this morning phoning from the hospital. She wanted me to spend the afternoon at Grimmauld Place waiting for the NTL people to come and take away the cable/broadband box. If I'd had a bit more than half an hour's notice (Mum was quite sure she'd told me, but she was wrong there) and if it hadn't been brutally hot* I might have agreed to do it. As it is - sod them. I already have to go shopping for her and bring her more things and feed the cat, but I can do all that this evening. I felt guilty even as I was saying it, but fuck them. They'll just have to turn up some other time.
Took the dogs for their morning walk and ran into Spike's girlfriend Ella and her mum out in their front garden. She's tried to register at LJ but hasn't yet found a username she likes that someone doesn't already have - I hope she does, it'd be way cool to have a dog person here that I see in Real Life. Her evil cat, beautiful yellow-eyed Rio, teased my dogs by popping in and out of the bushes at the side of the house**, and he and the dogs caught me at a bad moment and pulled me over... I didn't let go of the leashes (I never do) but I have a lovely bleeding scrape all down my left arm. We told dog-related injury stories and bitched about flexi-leads and yucca plants. I love Ella, she and Spike are two of a kind and I can't wait to show pictures.
it's way too fucking hot today. I've decided to do the hospital-Grimmauld Place run in the easiest way possible, which is from here to the hospital by bus, back to Grimmauld Place to feed and pet Maisie and walk home from there. This means leaving my dogs alone here for longer than I ever have before, and I already feel guilty as hell about it, but I don't have the harness yet, Mum's doctor said this morning that she'll likely be in for several weeks. That means I need to save my strength.
just had a long phone call with sister T. she's not in a happy place. her sprog is due in a week and could appear any day now. she isn't allowed to visit the hospital, she's having trouble driving and she's in the middle of moving house.
We've decided that Maisie needs to be temporarily rehomed while Mum's in hospital. I don't think it's fair to her to be alone so much for so long - she's an affectionate cat used to lots of attention and she misses Mum terribly when she's gone. Also T. says the extra effort walking there every day is too much for me. I'm quite prepared to do it but I have to say I'll be a great deal happier if I don't have to. It'll make it easier to
We've elected our sister E. to be the cat surrogate. She has a nice place in London and she quite wants a cat (she's been considering having one of our kittens) and her partner works from home and although Maisie'll have to get used to living somewhere new, at least it'll be with familiar people. This is important. Maisie's a shy cat and takes a long time to trust new people. T considered asking her in-laws to take her, but Maisie's never met them and they already have cats - Maisie's a small wussy cat and her relationships with other cats usually consist of being bullied by them.
T. asked me if I'd looked up Mum's symptoms on the 'net yet. I haven't. At the moment I'm scared of what I might find out. It's not like I can do anything about it anyway.
*anyone who tells me I don't know what hot is and it's much hotter where they are will be slapped with a wet fish and possibly defriended. I'm REALLY not in the mood.
**yes, they are indoor/outdoor cats. I don't believe that necessarily makes someone a stupid pet owner, depending on the cat and where you live - and she lives at the end of a quiet cul-de-sac where the cats are on a first-name basis with all the dogs and people who live there and the only road nearby is a dead end where nothing goes faster than 5mph. Would I let my cat out if I lived there? I don't know. I do know that she generally knows where they all are. It's another argument I'm not prepared to have in my journal today, in any case.
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I hope your mother feels better soon! And that it cools down. It's properly warm here, today, about 16C, and my temper is already fraying around the edges.
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I think whether it's irresponsible or not depends heavily on the particular living situation and the personality of the cat (i.e. how much ground it claims as its territory and how cautious it is).
That said, I'm actually relieved that my flat makes it impossible for Cassie to have access to outdoors anyway. I didn't have to make the decision. I do live in a pretty safe area, but I'm the type who'd panic whenever I couldn't see her...
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However, back then our neighbourhood was much safer for animals and there was little chance of a sleek black cat with attitude getting struck by a car. If I were to get a cat now, I'd have to make a few adjustments: backyard time only and neighbourhood roaming on a cat harness with me right behind. There couldn't be anymore spending two or three hours inspecting every single yard on the block and bullying the much larger dogs that live here.
* Morna knew our next door neighbour and my aunt across the street best of all. One day the neighbour had bought a nice big fish in anticipation of her daughter coming for a visit and left it on the counter to marinate while she worked in her backyard. Unfortunately for her, she left the kitchen door open. When her daughter came home, she was in the shower and called out for her to go to the kitchen for a surprise. Needless to say, our very upset neighbour came over with a platter full of fish skeleton and glared at Morna, who was still licking her lips.
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that's it. there are too many people in comms like
it's not like, say, declawing, which is just plain wrong and barbaric for any cat in any country. I can't believe it's even still legal in the US.
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And I'll agree with you on finding nothing wrong with indoor\outdoor cats. I've known lots, and I think it's good for cats to be allowed to roam.
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My cats are all indoor/outdoor cats, and I intend to keep them that way.
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...if I lived in a place with coyotes, raccoons and bears I might agree with them.
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Plus, I've known cats so eager to putdoors they literally tried to jam themselves through open upstairs windows half their size.
In areas full of predators, I agree it's stupid, but I kind of feel sorry for UK who are kept indoors all day on their own.
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Some cats need outdoors more than others. Maisie's kept indoors through the winter and she's never been unhappy about it. She'd actually be fine as a purely indoor cat if she had to be - it all depends on the individual cat.
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There are coyotes that regularly kill cats in Vancouver itself. I'm close enough to the wilderness out in the burbs that we see black bears at our neighborhood parks. There's no WAY that I'm letting the cats out. (Plus, close to a major street and a highway.)
I do completely understand that different people live in different environments and that in many places it's completely fine to let cats out and they have no massively insane risks against them. I just haven't ever lived in those places, sadly.
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i would much rather everyone kept their pets (both cats and dogs) indoors, or at least in their own yard; i hate driving home and seeing tons of roadkill every day. it's bad enough when it's wildlife, but it's even worse when it's someone's pet. it may be cruel to keep them inside all the time (my dogs are housedogs who only go outside to potty), but having them inside and wanting to go out is better, to me, than having them outside and getting flattened by some asshat driving 20 miles over the speed limit just because we're in the country and there aren't any cops about and he can.
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Mine do just fine. Happy, healthy and playful. I'll keep them, and keep them indoors too, thanks.
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It's about 10C right now. *Hugs*
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thanks sweetheart!
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Definitely a good sign when people start getting irritable.
Have you considered some sort of prtoective padding, similar to that used by skateboarders? :D
What's wrong with yuccas?? The name alone is brilliant.
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Protective padding'd just make me hotter. Though it's tempting, especially when Spike does his tugmonster thing.
The yucca in question is ratty, full of snails and covered in pointy bits that kept snagging Mo's legs. They're kind of annoying in small gardens.
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Okay. It's not a plant you want by a path, I guess.
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Yuccas look great if there's room to look at them from a distance. It's not a small-garden plant at all. Mo's front garden is tiny, and at close quarters the yucca's ratty brown bits and messiness and mankiness REALLY stand out, and you wouldn't believe the number of snails living in it.
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The only reason mine stay indoors is that I live right next to a pet-killer road...If I ever get to that new apartment...there's a lot of fields and woods in back of it, and it's set a ways off the road...which means that once I'm sure he'll be able to find his way home, I'll let Julius go out if he wants to. After all, he's been nuetered, so it's not like he'll stray very far.
Giddy probrably won't go out...she's terrified of the outdoors...
Ever since I was small, our cats always went outside if they wanted to.
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(Sorry for the brief discussion of cats outside. :))
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They can only pull me over if they do a sudden hard jerk forwards both together when I'm leaning on a gate gossiping to a neighbour and not paying enough attention - in other words it was TOTALLY my own fault.
...no one's started a cat fight yet. if they do I'll just freeze comments and ask 'em to take it to a cat comm.
and thank you :)
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I am of two minds about having indoor/outdoor pets. As an American, I feel squeemish about it. As you know, Arrietty was in a cat fight the other day. It really bothered me, but I know it sounded much worse than it was. We live on a very quiet cul-de-sac with a huge garden. I prefer to not let the cat out, and we only let her out when we are home to keep an eye on her. She is busy enough in our back garden and doesn't go further. Kevin has always had indoor/outdoor cats and I've always had indoor cats. I guess it depends on the cat/location/risks. At least you don't have rabies here, thank goodness.
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