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Same Thing Every Day

What?  Another Camera? Last night I got out of bed and made the long, treacherous journey downstairs to the bathroom. This is not an uncommon event. Yet, for some reason as I was sitting there, I looked up and there were two cats and a Pug crowded into the doorway peering at me with concern and bewilderment as if none of them had ever seen me pee before.

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Mean Ole Cat

In the Sunlight For about a year, Aloof, the mean ole cat of the house, and I have been embroiled in an embittered battle of wills.

The vet told me that both cats needed to lose about 2 lbs. and instructed me to feed them 1/3 cup of kibble twice a day or one 3oz can of cat food twice a day. No, that’s not each cat. He said that I should put that amount in their one shared bowl.

Well, my cats don’t like canned food. Though I did try switching to it last Spring…about a week before the news media announced that canned food was mysteriously killing cats and dogs nationwide. That put an end to that.

So, we went with the kibble. I’m a little bit of a health nut too. Since my cats won’t eat home-cooked meals and I am horrified about what goes into most grocery store pet foods — meat by-products that won’t pass meat inspections for humans and carbohydrate fillers — I buy organic kibble at non-chain pet supply stores. We’ve been going through a bit of brand sampling trying to find one that works for everyone. (For example, it turns out that the highly recommended high protein low carb Innova Evo diet gives my pets diarrhea. :( ) Right now everyone seems to be enjoying the Wellness selections. The cats are sampling the “Indoor Health” selection.

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So Not A Morning Person

To say I’m not a morning person is an understatement. More truthfully one should say that to put me behind the wheel of a car before 8am is like playing Russian roulette with a small SUV.

Starting sometime during this past Winter, I just started having a harder and harder time getting out of bed in the morning and even once I was out of bed, I just felt so sleepy, like the walking dead. I’d find myself driving to work with those droopy eyes, doing the head bob, feeling that with each blink, my eyes might not reopen. I’d doze off at stop lights. It was horrible.

Then I had a small fender-bender. My foot slipped off of the brake at a light. At the time I blamed my morning medications and I started waiting to take them until I was at work.

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