Stuff. And things.
Nothing particularly riveting.
-- Been watching Ken Burns' documentary on the Civil War today while working. It occurred to me that while I know an absurd amount about European history (particularly renaissance history), I know a whole lot less about my own heritage. The documentary is really good and I'm about to watch the ep on the Battle of Gettysburg. Timely. Now I won't feel like a dope on the tours we're taking this weekend.
-- Speaking of which, I cannot wait for this weekend. We're staying in a room with a giant gaudy dolphin mural in a supposedly haunted inn. It sounds like exactly my kind of whacky fun. There will be apple harvest festivals, ghost walks, museum touring, and yummy fall cookin'.
-- We had a talk with Dr. Zumpano, our (awesome) general vet, in the wake of the discussion with the neurologist. He agreed with us that foregoing a bone marrow test and starting back on Prednisone immediately is the best course of action for Olive. He also says that he's been reading up on a chemo pill that is low side-effect, should we decide to try that. He said that he's going to find out more about the side effects of treating a cat that may not have cancer with the pill. I am still in the no-chemo camp, as Olive is not showing any other common symptoms of cancer (her appetite's great, she appears not to be anemic, etc)-- but it's good information to have if the circumstances change. I love Dr. Zumpano.
-- In other crazy cat news, Mim smells strongly of singed hair. I can't for the life of me figure out how that happened. We have central air. No kitchen appliances were on / plugged in. The one candle burning was in my sightline. I don't see singed fur, either. But she certainly smells like it.
-- Kat Von D, you're such an awful person. Why must your makeup collection be so awesome? I am seriously lusting over this new lipstick set. And I rarely ever wear lipstick when not performing, too. I still must have it. FIE.
-- Been watching Ken Burns' documentary on the Civil War today while working. It occurred to me that while I know an absurd amount about European history (particularly renaissance history), I know a whole lot less about my own heritage. The documentary is really good and I'm about to watch the ep on the Battle of Gettysburg. Timely. Now I won't feel like a dope on the tours we're taking this weekend.
-- Speaking of which, I cannot wait for this weekend. We're staying in a room with a giant gaudy dolphin mural in a supposedly haunted inn. It sounds like exactly my kind of whacky fun. There will be apple harvest festivals, ghost walks, museum touring, and yummy fall cookin'.
-- We had a talk with Dr. Zumpano, our (awesome) general vet, in the wake of the discussion with the neurologist. He agreed with us that foregoing a bone marrow test and starting back on Prednisone immediately is the best course of action for Olive. He also says that he's been reading up on a chemo pill that is low side-effect, should we decide to try that. He said that he's going to find out more about the side effects of treating a cat that may not have cancer with the pill. I am still in the no-chemo camp, as Olive is not showing any other common symptoms of cancer (her appetite's great, she appears not to be anemic, etc)-- but it's good information to have if the circumstances change. I love Dr. Zumpano.
-- In other crazy cat news, Mim smells strongly of singed hair. I can't for the life of me figure out how that happened. We have central air. No kitchen appliances were on / plugged in. The one candle burning was in my sightline. I don't see singed fur, either. But she certainly smells like it.
-- Kat Von D, you're such an awful person. Why must your makeup collection be so awesome? I am seriously lusting over this new lipstick set. And I rarely ever wear lipstick when not performing, too. I still must have it. FIE.