Note: I am in Myrtle Beach this week with family, but have pre-written and scheduled posts to go live each day at the usual time. I’m sure I’ll be posting (non-kitten) pictures from Myrtle Beach on Instagram (which will auto-post to the L&H Facebook page), if you’d like to follow along.
Frankie update: He’s doing well. Fred started him on the liquid Atopica last week, and either Fred’s become a genius at getting the liquid far enough back that Frankie can’t taste it, or Frankie’s taste buds are shot, or maybe Frankie just doesn’t hate the taste of it. Tommy reacted fiercely to the taste of the Atopica and always drooled, but Frankie just swallows it with no reaction at all, so that’s good. He’s on Atopica and steroids together for 30 days, and then Fred will wean him off the steroids and we’ll see if the Atopica is doing the job. If so, then he can stay on it forever. If not, then we’ll go back to the steroids for good. Fingers crossed!
2016: Happy Thlurrrpsday, y’all!
2015: “Pow, lady. Right in the kisser!”
2014: Her name is Catelyn, and she is floofily fabulous.
2013: No entry.
2012: No entry.
2011: I called my father the “PaParazzi” and then laughed and laughed at my hilarity (the grandkids all call him PaPa.)
2010: And Miz Poo smacked him with the Paw o’ Doom.
2009: Her daughter was holding a box. Of kittens. Tiny kittens.
2008: “Is that… are they EATING something?”
2007: No entry.
2006: I hope you people who wanted to know what happens when Maddy’s sleeping on the printer and I need to print something out are happy, because you’re all going to hell.
2005: There is nothing on god’s green earth that makes Sugarbutt happier than eating.