I'm really good about getting distracted.
I was feeling REALLY down and mentally unstable last week. I mean, I was a mess at work--I probably shouldn't have been at work--and I felt like a shell at home.
On Remembrance Day, Tanya, my lovely fiancée, and I made an impromptu trip to the Humane Society. And picked out a cat to bring home. My cat.
While at the shelter he was named Cheeto (just one...I know, really bad name), at home he is named: Dexter Gunter Leonard Tolstoy!!!!
As you can see, I was reading Robin McKinley at the time. That is a trade paperback beside him so he gets the name: BIG KITTY. His paws are bigger than either of our dogs' and they are very leonine.
However adorable, he has had more issues bleeding than any animal I've ever had. He's bled more than I can remember all of my acts at home bleeding combined. And he hasn't had anyone to fight with at home!
We brought him home on Friday after his complicated neuter (he is unilateral crytochid). When I got him home, Tanya took the dogs out to exhaust them.
And Dexter was bleeding from one of his incision sites. The more routine incision site. WTF?
So we drive him back to the SPCA and we have to leave him there overnight.
Saturday afternoon, we come and get him and bring him home.
The dogs are getting used to the cat being in that room rather quickly with the help of a former dog trainer in my writing class. The cat getting used to the dogs? Errr, I'm sure it will get there, lol.
But, yesterday, I brought home a toy for Dexter and we played...until I found blood on the toy. WTF?! Turns out, it looks like there's a reason my cat is such an incompetent with dry food; his gums are bleeding. *whimpers for kitty*
Anyway. That is how my life is as the moment. Kitty=happiness. Leonine cat=bigger happiness! Coned leonine cats=EPIC HAPPINESS!
On to NaNoWriMo and the epic game of catch-up!