Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts

Thursday, August 13, 2020

The Little Things

An excursion to Kensington MetroPark in Milford, Michigan was just the ticket, to let go of the work week stresses.

Peaceful, shady forest
Sandhill Cranes
Videos of other friendly critters:



Jigsaw Puzzle...it's difficult!


The park has so much to see!

...And, at my home office, I finally set up my big monitor.
The different in screen size is amazing; why did I wait so long?


I am thankful for excursions and big monitors, and Da Boyz racing around chasing a sky raisin!

Let's Hop!

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I am thankful for all of you, my fellow bloggers and cat lovers.
Each day, a little bit of humor will go a long way, and don't our kitties make us smile and laugh?

😽😻😺😻😽

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Drugged

The veterinarian suggested that Chuck may be suffering from stress, caused by the enormous amount of banging, screeching, and yelling at what's left of the house two lots away.  She also thought I should cut back on the enzymes and oil that we mix into his food.  Gave me a syringe of liquid mood-stabilizer, to be rubbed into Chuck's ear once a day.  He's only had two doses, but the hubby and I can tell the difference already.  No sign of IE (improper elimination) so far!  The vet also saw no additional signs of arthritis, which is why I was adding the oil, so that's good.  (Whisper: he's also added a bit of weight, so dropping the oil will reduce the caloric intake.)  Thanks for all the well wishes for a good outcome to the vet visit; I'll admit to being a fair bit worried for our boy.
Chucky staring down the bug
Angel ready to pounce!
The green bug is almost at the top of the table leg
A bright green grasshopper-like bug got in the house, and Chuck and Angel each tracked it for a long time.  In the end, however, I put the thing out of it's misery after being pawed and pounced on.  The photos are sub par because it's too darn dark in the early evening!  Yeah, I'm grumbling...

In addition to the noisy neighbor, we had an electrician working on the house all day, with drilling and hammering; weird noises coming from the basement (the one place that Chuck and Angel are NOT allowed), and strangers in the house.  It was enough to scare Patty O'Malley too, but for only a minute, then he was looking over the electrician's work van.  Sweetie did not come out of hiding for any food, until the evening after the guy had packed up and left.

"Think I'll stay hidden here!"
"Anything interesting in there?"