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Tuesday, 11/02/2004 - 10:37 AM PDT
The topic: I'm sick!
Tuesday, November 2, 2004 I hate being sick. I'm a horrible sick patient. I told Brian this morning that I'd think about him all day long. Seeing as he's the one who gave it to me. *koff*
I finally finished updated the cats' stories. I added seven this morning, all of the cats we got this year.
If you have a cat, feel free to enter Queen Bitsy's Kitty of the Month Contest. The winner his or her picture put up in my cardshoppe for eternity or until I give up the internet.
I let Little Bit out for a while yesterday. I watched her like a hawk, but she seemed to do okay. She spent quite a bit of time watching the kittens, making sure they were safe and whenever she was nervous, she ran back into the house, which was a good thing. Now I know that she thinks of the house as her safe place. And it seemed to do wonders for her spirit. She didn't cry all night long like she has been doing since she came here to live. And I also found her sleeping on one of the cat trees, not in the hole. This is progress and I'm happy to see it.
Lonee has been coming into the house since it's cooled off and she decided she wanted to be in the hole (it's a nice place now that I've put bedding down inside of it). She was in it when Little Bit decided she wanted back in. There was a little hissing and Little Bit backed off. I think Lonee left when Joey decided he wanted to sleep in there, too, because I found Little Bit back in there with her son later on.
Sunday morning, I had an awful time sleeping and I kind of woke Brian up and said let's go for a drive. We were out of here by 6:30, new time (that would have been 5:30 old time). We got home right before noon. He went out to the shop and worked on his tractor and I ended up handing out candy for Halloween. We had about fifty kids and I didn't eat any of the candy until after it was all said and done. We felt really bad for KittyMeeze because he wanted dinner. He did eat, it was later than he's used to.
I hate being sick. I think I'm going to go lay down.
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