I suppose it's better than the flu?

[lagilman]

Australian norovirus: I try it out so you don't have to. Trust me, you don't want this.

(particularly if you already have a compromised digestive system.)

On the plus side, and without TMI, it swoops through pretty fast - 12 hours from onset until end. Now I'm dealing with the aftermath. Keith picked me up some Gatoraid and ginger ale this morning, but I forgot to request crackers. Or jello. I wonder if, in all of NYC's delivery excess, there's a place that delivers jello?

EtA: jello shots, yes. Plain jello, no. Oh my city...


Meanwhile, the cats don't care that I am behaving like a rag doll. In fact, they seem to be enjoying it. ElderCat - her vet appointment for the ear postponed until tomorrow - is sleeping on my feet, while CatOfSize is doing the guy thing and coming over periodically to check on me, give me a headbutt, and then retreat to the other sofa to watch me, carefully...

If he had thumbs, he'd totally be making me jello.

The really annoying thing about all of this is that ragdolls don't have the brainpower to think, or the strength to sit up and type for any length of time. I'm supposed to be WORKING, damn it....

And daytime tv is STILL boring.

Tell the invalid a story?

EtA 2: I am daring actual food for the first time in 30 hours. And by 'actual food' I refer to overcooked, unsauced, un-cheesed pasta. I'm not sure if my distaste has more to do with my digestive system still being upset, or my foodie sensibilities being offended...

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My Smoky is Hahvahd Smaht

[sillylilly-bird.livejournal.com]

Two incidents highlight this; along with his strength. He is a large muscular cat - down to 16.5 lbs. He's built like an American football player - very big frame, LOTS of muscle and a layer of fat over it all. Funnily enough, both involve a treat, the same treat too... oh, there area about 200-250 pieces in a bag and the vet has suggested he gets 5-6 at a time, tops.

http://www.calvetsupply.com/product/Stewarts_Fiber_Formula_For_Cats/Cat_Treats_and_Grass The only cat treat Smoky can get for various g/i and urinary reasons. Except for grass, he LURVES grass:)

So.
1. We keep these treats, once opened, in a plastic tub and that tub is put away in a drawer or a cupboard. One Saturday afternoon, the tub was almost empty so I opened a new bag of fishies and gave Smoky and BanditNO some before we went to visit my uncle. SOMEONE, the other 2 footer who shall not be named, failed to put the tub back in the drawer, leaving it on the bed. Several hours later, we get home from my uncle's and the kittehs are sleeping and I find the lid on the bed. Perforated. Heavily perforated. Then I found the tub in a similar condition with about 6 fishies left. Smoky had opened the snap top tub and he and his brother proceeded to EAT ALL THE FISHIES.

2. Prior to the tub living in the drawer, it had lived on the kitchen counter as they rarely made their way up that high. Well, one night, I was awakened by a rattling thing being smacked against my leg. Smoky had gotten up to the counter, moved the coffee can, knocked over the other container from on top of the fishies tub, knocked the tub to the floor, then carried the tub into the bedroom and up onto the bed to inform me of his desire for FISHIES. NAOOWWWW.

:) I love my big smart huggy boy:)

Re: My Smoky is Hahvahd Smaht

[lagilman]

heh. Both those stories sound familiar... *looks over at CatofSize*