Flippy - I Rant, You Read

Monday, May 12, 2008

evening

Crap!  Literally.

I was all pleased with myself - the diarrhea, she’s gone.  Yay, me!  Well, it’s now hit one of the previously unafflicted cats.  But, who is it?  I’ve been trying to get some sleep and I keep waking up to that awful smell.  Is it Frank?  Is it Bing?  Or, is it Chelsea, who didn’t want to eat her dinner at 4am?  She seems like the likeliest culprit due to her lack of appetite, although the latest unwanted discoveries were made where Frank was...and where Bing could have just left.  Anyway, even though Chelsea was on my do not medicate list, I changed my mind.  I thought I knew for sure it was her when it happened close to the uneaten meal, so I gave her a dose of Flagyl.  But now, it could be any of them...or it could be Jackson, who has taken to living behind the couch.  I guess I can medicate him when he pokes his head out for meals.  Oh, that’s going to be a joy.  I got Bing & Frank medicated though, so that’s three down.  But dammit, I’m tired and I want to sleep.  I don’t want to follow the poopy trail, trying to figure out who it is, plus cleaning up after them.  The smell is very very unpleasant.  By the way, I also very much dislike the smell of bleach.  I’m sure to some people it smells “clean”, but to me, it smells like, um, I don’t know, pain.  Just something unpleasant and icky.  You know what else is unpleasant?  When you’re really sleepy and your eyeballs hurt.  I hate that feeling.

And, why is this blog entry saying “evening”?  It’s currently 10:21 am.  I don’t think there’s anywhere in the world where that might constitute evening.