What a nice day. I didn't do a thing. Well, except for mailing off buttloads of money to the IRS. Ouch. April sucks a bit. In a couple weeks I have to mail the quarterly taxes and make a retirement contribution.
Another pack of work arrived today. It's been a lovely week and a half without pay, but there's nothing quite like taxes to improve my attitude about working.
Something else I did: take Sparky to the vet for his shots and a weighing. I knew that was going to be bad news. Before we left I was even hunting around for a hand truck to help me move the cat carrier. (No luck.) Besides, every time I pick him up I think, "My god, has he gotten bigger since yesterday?"
It seems the answer to that is Yes.
His weight has gone up about 13% over the past year and he now weighs 18.2 pounds. I put him on diet food over a month ago and it's the other cat who's losing weight. The other cat was a little chubby too, so that's all right. Oz says Sparky just needs a kitty elliptical trainer … to lie on.
Hah.
But maybe a treadmill …
205 words | April 13, 2007 11:59 PM | Felis Major