sundries & cat

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Little's condition is currently being described as "guarded." She has fluid around her heart and in her lungs. They think it might just be from all the fluid they were giving her for her liver/gallbladder. On Monday I take her to another vet for an echocardiogram. If that shows no heart disease, she can get cortizone which will stimulate her appetite, help her liver and reduce pain, and assuming she responds to treatment she will recover and be just fine. So on Monday we'll know if she can get further treatment, and we'll do more blood work so we'll know if she has been responding to the antibiotics and vitamins.

I visited her earlier, and she is cranky and listless, although she purred for me a lot. When I kissed the top of her head she gave a big petulant sigh, which was hilarious. The growth on her face turned out just to be a cyst and they did remove that.

I've spent a lot of today crying. Among other things with cats, because they live so long, is they see a lot with you, and when they are in peril you have to revisit a lot of times when they were the only thing decent.

On the subway going down to the vet's there was a four-year-old beat-boxing. He made my day.

Last night Patty and I had a video chat. It worked so well! at first we just talked awkwardly with lots of pauses because we expected there to be lag as if we were calling Mars.

She is soothing me with texts, about this cat thing.

The War at Home: post-S2, Jack/Ianto, passive aggressive relationship dramarama. But it's graceful and lovely and smart. TRUST ME.

Jack Harkness narrates this creepy ass thing about the Weeping Angels. Makes me glad I've not yet finished my Jack/Weeping Angels fic, because now I need to deal with the existence of this thing. It doesn't really have any canon to deal with, but still, there's the matter of integrating his voice on the subject.

Woman stabs one of a group of men harassing her and escape via subway. More from the AP here, wherein we find out that the person who did the stabbing was 16 and it happened after 7 or 8 men tried to pull her off a train. "Harassment" rather understates the case.

Oh for fuck's sake. New flying restrictions, including people may not move around the plane int he last hour of flight, maybe not access their carry on luggage and may not have anything in their lap for the last hour of flight. Just handcuff and sedate us for the duration of the trip already.

YULETIDE! I got two stories The Path is Made by Walking which is a lovely, lovely His Dark Materials piece about the adventures of daemons, who realize, having once been left in the land of the dead, that they may wander on their own, and Somewhere, A Clock is Ticking which is Torchwood RPF; it's also rated-G and therefore pretty much unsquicky for nearly all readers. I was moved by it because it shows people dealing with the weird care they have for character who are people they are not, but are also people they sometimes are. I will, quite frankly, be floored if the writer of either piece doesn't know me, so perfect for me were they.

I, meanwhile, wrote two pieces. I''ll write you a little vignette if you guess correctly which they were. And all the people who knew in advance, NO CHEATING.

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Sending good thoughts and prayers Little's way, and yours. I lost two within a year of each other, and one, MayDay, was just like Little is to you. We'd been through so much together, and, in many ways, she helped me through a horrible, deep depression I'd fallen into. Losing her was like losing sunshine, never knowing when I was going to see it again. So I completely understand.

At the moment, I have two cats I'm treating with cortisone. Need any tips on how to pop pills down a cat's throat, I'm your gal!

And, as for the plane stuff; I ADORE flying. But I hate all the BS, knee-jerk, no-common-sense measures that keep getting applied to flights in the wake of the various attempts at using planes for terror. It makes it much easier to deal with hubby's fear of flying, though. He's more than happy to drive anywhere in the contiguous US, and let me sleep through a lot of it.

But, seriously, not allowing people to get up, or permitting items in hand during the last hour of the flight? (or any time, honestly) People are going to get nutty, and the stewards are going to pay for it. Not to mention, with all the concern about flight-induced DVT, there's a lawsuit begging to happen if someone gets denied the chance to help with leg blood flow by moving about the cabin. Or someone pisses in their seat. I feel for the airline staff.