7-5-18 Thursday

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You know him as Otis, but we’ve been calling him Marshmallow (because he looks like a little marshmallow on legs, obviously.)

“You is weird, lady,” says Ornj.

“Come here, lady. I gots a knuckle sammich for you.”


Bunny paws.

“What doin’, weird lady?”

I love that the camera focused on the feather and Otismallow is slightly blurry.

Sleepy little muffin.

Bethel has a think.

Calais is all “He IS soft and comfy like a little marshmallow!”

OH, that boy.

Millie needs a kiss.

So does Buxton.

Calais and Bethel like to curl up together for nappin’ time.

Yesterday morning, I was worried to see that Kennebunk – who had started sneezing earlier this week and sounded pretty rough on Tuesday – seemed to be having a hard time breathing, and so did Buxton. I decided – because of course it was a holiday – to take them to the new ER vet clinic in town, HVSE. Ultimately both kittens got fluids, they switched the antibiotic they were on, cleaned out Buxton’s eye, and got new eye drops for him. It was pretty slow, so we were only there for a little more than an hour.

If you’re in the Huntsville area, I HIGHLY recommend that place. It’s so new that Siri didn’t know where to send me (she announced, about 3 miles away from our actual destination, “You have reached your destination!” Gee, thanks, Siri.) and Google Maps was a little confused, but after applying some profanity to the situation, I finally found it. (It’s on Dr. Joseph E. Lowery Blvd off Governor’s Drive near the library. If you’re driving from the Parkway toward Huntsville Hospital, the road is on the left, and the clinic is on the right once you turn.)

Side note: when the vet was cleaning Buxton’s eye, Buxton cried, and the vet apologized to him and then snuggled him for a moment. How sweet is that?

So Kennebunk and Buxton spent the day snoozing. I got some food and their meds into them (not without a fight from Kennebunk, who is 100% over my nonsense). Hopefully they’ll both start feeling better soon. I am so ready to see the back end of this upper respiratory infection.


On another side note: if we had realized that we could move to the city and NOT be subjected to the locals setting off fireworks for a week before and after every single holiday, we would have moved years ago. Except for one bottle rocket a few days ago, I haven’t heard a thing. AND I DON’T MISS IT.


Khal is watching.


2017: I think we’ve got a lights-on-no-one-home situation here.
2016: “That was awesome when you jumped like that, Uncle Stefan.”
2015: No entry.
2014: No entry.
2013: Norbert, the little schemer.
2012: Sights from around Crooked Acres!
2011: It’s time for those rambunctious, leggy monsters to go off and find their forever homes.
2010: It’s a rough job, but someone’s gotta do it.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: She presents the belly, but won’t let you touch.
2006: No entry.
2005: Mia. (Warning: this is a sad one.)



7-5-18 Thursday — 16 Comments

  1. Oh no poor Borkbork and Buxton! But at least you found the new ER and they helped. Holidays and weekends…prime time for kitteh illnesses to show up!

  2. Unrelated: I love it when I get the Squash Bugs “prison photo” banner. Cracks me up EVERY.TIME.

  3. Hope the little ones are soon feeling better! This was the worst July 4th ever — new neighbors apparently didn’t know the city has an ordinance against fireworks. They set off a bunch, some very LOUD; however within thirty minutes, the cops showed up and shut it down. Yay!

  4. Aw, poor little muffins! You’ll have to cuddle them double time from all of us.

    Oh, and Otismallow’s bedhead in the picture with Calais is fabulous.

    How majestic is Khal Drogo, sitting there surveying his domain. I so wish he was less “nope” when it came to kittens, because I would love to see a side to side shot of him with Kenny.

  5. Otismallow!! 🙂

    They really like to snuggle against that stuffed tiger, huh! Cute (and a tiny bit sad).

    Respiratory infections, go away right now please!!!

    With you on the fireworks! They do set them off by me, but last night a thunderstorm rolled through and stopped the nonsense and I wasn’t sorry!

    • I need to be adopted by someone living in “the country”. It rained and thundered here too, but unfortunately it stopped at 9pm and the fireworks went off at 9:30pm. IN THE ROAD (two houses up from me) AND down the street in the cul-de-sac AND across the city after the baseball game. *sigh* They are pretty but from far away. SOOOOO dangerous to do them near houses. Luckily everything was fine.

      • When I host the 4th, we do do fireworks. If I do them, I do ground-based and send all the cars down the street so my two parking spaces are clear. Adults light the ground-based ones in the middle of the two parking spaces, well out from the sidewalk, and the kids are to sit on the curb and watch. Sparklers are done with a steel bucket full of sand that they go into when they are done. A townhouse complex does not have enough clear space to safely do aerial fireworks.

        Oh, and if you want the punk stick and I think you’re trashed, you don’t get the punk stick.

  6. I have to say “after applying some profanity to the situation” may be the best turn of phrase I’ve ever heard. I shared it with several friends and might have mentioned how accurately that would describe driving around with me. One of them is a college professor and she was so delighted with it she said she thought she would include it in the skills section of her resume.

  7. we got some seriously snotty kittens here too. hope everyone is feeling better soon. And don’t you love how profanity fixes everything? haha

  8. Those babies are sooo adorable that I still don’t have a favorite. I think I do until I se the next picture. I would have to adopt ALL OF THEM!
    Ok, I really like that vet! I don’t like them when they are mechanical….they need a heart and compassion!!! Two thumbs up!

  9. Hello! It’s been years since we chatted and – I was just curious (I’m trying to catch up, LOL) are you still at the farm? Or – did you move elsewhere now??

    Hope all is well! Anji