Cats shot, etc.

[veronica_rich]

Lord, the legs HURT. It's been a long number of years since I waitressed, and my feet are not used to being stood on, run on, and used for that many hours in a row anymore so much. I stripped the bed, ran laundry back and forth to the clubhouse a few times, vacuumed and swept the floors, did dishes, cleaned the bathroom, changed the litterbox, cleaned up the house, and went on two trips to the vet because I only have one carrier. The new cat, Frank (Sylvester and Frank ... anyone but me? anyone? HAHA?) - or as he prefers to be called, the cat formerly known as Kitty, Kitty - had all kinds of shots and now he has a nice collar and his tag and some Advantage on his ruff (THANK GOD GOODBYE FLEA BASTARDS) and in a couple of weeks or so he'll be minus two balls and I will be AGAIN significantly lighter in the pocketbook.

Neutering sure has become more expensive since the last time I had to have it done. WHOA. There ought to be some sort of Good Citizen's Discount for taking in a stray and seeing to his well-being, good grief. *headshake* But at least he lets me pet him now and is eating a good diet and not passing as much gas. (There is no worse smell than cat poop or farts, in the animal kingdom.)

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[venusinchains.livejournal.com]

"You're of the age, too!"
Hence the forgetfulness. ;-)

Seriously though, I know I've seen Sly's brother in one or two really bad SciFi movies - he looks and acts badly very much like his brother - but I would never have come up with his name. (You know, now that I'm thinking about it, I believe it was an MST3K send-up of one of his movies that clued me in to the fact that Sly Stallone had a brother. *snort* So I was close with my first answer. lol.)

Oops! Wrong emphasis.