Showing posts with label Spaceship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spaceship. Show all posts

Sunday, December 24, 2023

'Twas...

...the night before Catmas,

and up in the sky!

Some creatures were stirring...

But I don't believe my eyes!
Tripping balls
Am always gonna sneak a Stonehenge pic in!
The Jolly Old Elf has got some serious wing power now!
We're all tripping...
😹

Is that even a modern term anymore?

Spaced out
Away with the fairies
On cloud nine
Buggin'
Melting Face

Well, that's what I was told...have no purrsonal experience...that I can remember...

Friday, October 14, 2022

Cats and Space Aliens

 What a year so far, job-wise: 

I've had four jobs/roles.

Job #4 began on Monday this week, and it's a terrific fit for me!

Job #3 was heck on wheels, as I struggled with a not-so-good role.

Huzzah, I'm so glad to be where I am now.

Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, as I posted about feeling adrift.

My employment ship has found it's safe harbor.

Speaking of ships, why not UAPs, UFOs...and cats!!!

All images copied from social media, and used only for the entertainment of our readers.

Just for kicks and giggles, y'all!😹👽🪐🛸

Monday, May 01, 2017

Looks Like A Spaceship!




These are images of Chuck's PM pill allotment.  The brown stuff is pill masker.  There are five pill pieces, plus one capsule in that glob.  I could try to get photos or even a video of The Hubby dropping that wad down Chuck's throat, but it all happens much too fast to really see anything.  He's learned to a) wait until Chuck has found a place to rest, b) he drops to his knees, tilts the cat's head back, and down the hatch it goes!, c) he rubs Chuck's throat to make sure that lump goes down, then, d) there is at least a full minute of hugging and cooing.  The AM pill allotment is smaller.

I believe that The Hubby's ability to pill Chuck so definitively twice a day, has made all the difference in Chuck's health.  The Hubby has a bowl full of medicine bottles and daily pill envelopes, and when we get close to the bottom of any of the pills, I am informed so refills can be obtained.  At this point, we get three meds from the vet's office, two from a compounding pharmacy, and one more from an online pet pharmacy.  The cost isn't too bad; it's more the organizational factor of phone calls, confirming phone calls, then pick up or delivery.  I, of course, am the buyer and stock clerk.

Which one of us has the more difficult job?  The way we see it, if it keeps Chuck around for a while, then it's worth every cent, and every moment spent.

(But that glob of pills really does look like a spaceship, or a UFO!)