for poop EMERGENCIES

I spotted this car from across the parking lot and headed over to take a picture.  As I approached it a gentleman at a nearby vehicle asked, "is that your car?!"

While I appreciate that I look like the kind of person who would drive a poop911 car I sadly had to explain that I just wanted to take a picture of it.  This guy ended up telling me that he had a similar business that he started when he was in high school and wanted to know if this guy's company was affiliated.

Who knew there was so much money to be made in poop.

beauty sleep

Apparently we've both been needing it lately.  In a very uncharacteristic move I slept until 1:00pm today.  My power went off yesterday and I never reset any of my clocks so at first when I woke up I assumed it was a normal time of the morning.  I began to realize that it wasn't when I turned on NBC and there was no today show.  "Wow, I slept until 11!" was my first thought, until I discovered that not even the view was still on.  That's when I checked my phone and realized that I had just squandered most of my day.

Blech.

I guess for him it's not so uncharacteristic to sleep all day.  I just don't understand how that is comfortable, sleeping with your arms stretched out in front of you like you're flying.

But I aint mad at him.  If it weren't for him I may have never woken up this morning...afternoon.  Thanks to his aggressive poops and pees I was finally able to break the kung foo grip that mr. sandman had on me.

That's why we're best friends.

Now he's back to sleep and I need to figure out how to salvage my day.  I feel like it's too late for coffee even.  This is terrible.

An early morning visitor

I heard something larger and slower than a squirrel crashing through the brush beyond the back yard and wondered what it could be.  I was not expecting to see this handsome little guy poking around the orange trees.

He didn't want to come over to me and the grass was still too wet for me to want to go over to him so I just watched him while he walked around the backyard at his leisure, made some poops, and then continued on his way.

I hope I can look forward to more pop ins from him in the future.

It's nice to spend the morning so peacefully, I have a big day ahead of me today.  My grandfather is coming home!  I am excited but also nervous to see how things go.

I spent all day yesterday getting things in order around the house.  I'm probably not going to be driving my car for a while so I washed it and waxed it yesterday to what I think you'll agree is a mirror-like finish:

You could put on your make up in that door!

It's also become winter in the past few days and since I only brought t-shirts and shorts up in September I decided to pick up a few fall essentials.  I ended up basically getting items that were as close as I could get to my favorite things Jon wears.

I was trying to take a picture of the result to show him when that greedy camera hog had to get in on the action:

It made me realize though that I really don't have very many pictures of me and kitty together which makes me sad.  I guess the problem is just that it's hard to finagle him in to a position for a picture so I usually just end up chasing him around with my phone.  But, I'm always up for a challenge, so you can look forward to more pictures of us together in the future. .

Hopefully.

For now though, I've got to go get my grandfather!

uh oh pt 3

I've been putting off this post in hopes that I would know what to say if I just slept on it.  I still don't know what to do.

Miss Kitty and I have had quite a tumultuous time since last I updated you all.  We've learned a lot about each other, we've laughed, we've cried, we've pooped.  Especially her.  God did she poop.

She's actually been locked in the utility room for the past week or so since she started using poop as a weapon to break me down.  The picture above is about the time she started to realize that it was I who would get the last laugh.

I took her to the vet's office where they gave me medicine to help her feel better, amongst other things.  The vet's assistant asked me if I had a name for her and I said that I was hesitant to name her because I still don't really want to keep her but I want to go with Mariah Kitty.  The vet's assistant made some disparaging remark about how she didn't like that name because she didn't like anything about Mariah Carey at which point Miss Kitty let out a little mew and then pooped all over the vet and his assistant.  I have to say I felt very connected to her at that moment.  It reminded me of the day the detective came to me and my boss tried to throw him out and the detective clawed him and drew blood.

The best part about Miss Kitty pooping all over the vet was that it meant I didn't have to go home and collect a stool sample.  It also meant that I got to wait for about 20 minutes in the waiting room with this nice nice guy:

There was also a girl cat who spent the entire time I was there just sitting in the corner staring out the window.  I guess that's the thing, I'm forgetting that there is a difference between boy cats and girl cats.  I'm also forgetting that the detective did bad things when I first brought him home too.  But nothing as bad as the pooping.  Oh the pooping.  Thankfully the vet said it was a really common condition and could have been caused by a million different things.  They gave me medicine that I've been giving her and it's totally working miracles.

But it was a pretty rough couple of days there for a while and by the time I got back from the vet's with Miss Kitty I just wanted to get out of the house and away from cat poop world.  I ended up driving down longboat key and ending up here:

I would have stayed for sunset but I really wasn't dressed for it.  I ended up just walking around for a bit and taking pictures.

Between the beach and the parking lot was this mini park that had a walking path with picnic tables every so often.  It was pretty cool, especially at sunset:

Anyways, the point is that I did a lot of reflecting about Miss Kitty, and life.  I'm still not sure what I am going to do about her.  For now it seems like she's feeling a lot better and I'm almost done with her medicine.  I'm hoping that I can get her in at a no kill shelter, or find somebody who would like to adopt her but in the meantime the next step will be trying to figure out how to get her fixed and vaccinated.

I just bought Jennifer Hudson's new album which is amazing I'm just not ready to really talk about it.  Mostly because a lot of it is about loss and heartache and the power of love and all that so I have found myself more than once listening to a song in the car and thinking about Miss Kitty and then bursting into tears.  It's actually gotten to the point where as soon as "Where You At" comes on my eyes start welling up.

Embarrassing.