Hello most humans and many others,
Well, I'm not sure why, but when Missy Linda has her headaches, I don't get to use the computer. It seems that would be the time that I could use it all I want because she doesn't use it as much. I think sometimes she is kind of in some other universe. I have learned what kind of look she has on her face and how her eyes are kind of glazed over when she's in that fugue state, but I can't make it work for me. I'll get it figured out to my advantage sooner or later.
High Pressure Dome in summer weather talk is hot, hot, hot clear weather that is hammered down onto people's heads. That's how Missy Linda describes it. I think she has an excuse for any kind of weather to bother her, except that one day in spring and one day in fall when it is all right. So I get two days a year when Missy Linda has a little chance of being pleasant. Not good odds!
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
Cats Get Asthma?
Hello most humans and many others,
Mr. Mushu was really sick last week. He had a really runny nose and was sneezing and sounded like a truck without a muffler when he breathed. (Missy Linda said that about the truck. I don't even know what a muffler is.) Anyway, he was sick enough to go to the vet.
It turns out that Mr. Mushu has asthma. Missy Linda said that she thought that cats just caused asthma. She had never heard of that before. I think there are probably more than a few things that Missy Linda has never heard of. Anyway, he also has an infection right now which has to be treated with pills.
Oh, my. You cannot even imagine the carrying on and the hollering sometimes when it's pill time---and that's just Missy Linda. I think, though, that they are finally getting the routine worked out better. I haven't seen as many scratches on Missy Linda the last day or two.
Missy Linda is hoping that Mr. Mushu will not require more medicine after this batch of pills. She said that she is not going to learn to use an inhaler on a cat!
Mr. Mushu was really sick last week. He had a really runny nose and was sneezing and sounded like a truck without a muffler when he breathed. (Missy Linda said that about the truck. I don't even know what a muffler is.) Anyway, he was sick enough to go to the vet.
It turns out that Mr. Mushu has asthma. Missy Linda said that she thought that cats just caused asthma. She had never heard of that before. I think there are probably more than a few things that Missy Linda has never heard of. Anyway, he also has an infection right now which has to be treated with pills.
Oh, my. You cannot even imagine the carrying on and the hollering sometimes when it's pill time---and that's just Missy Linda. I think, though, that they are finally getting the routine worked out better. I haven't seen as many scratches on Missy Linda the last day or two.
Missy Linda is hoping that Mr. Mushu will not require more medicine after this batch of pills. She said that she is not going to learn to use an inhaler on a cat!
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Forest Fire
Hello most humans and many others,
Well, that big fire in Colorado is near where Missy Elise and her family live. They aren't worried about their house because it is on the other side of town from the foothills so the fire would have to go all the way across there to get to them. Also, if it should go toward town, there is not much fuel for it to advance so rapidly. In the mountains, it is burning dead and dry pine trees, and there isn't as much fuel toward town. Also, it would have to cross highways and lots of other barriers.
Missy Elise says sometimes they can smell it a lot, but not all the time. Missy Linda hopes it is out in the next couple of weeks before she goes up there to visit.
Thunder Up!
Well, that big fire in Colorado is near where Missy Elise and her family live. They aren't worried about their house because it is on the other side of town from the foothills so the fire would have to go all the way across there to get to them. Also, if it should go toward town, there is not much fuel for it to advance so rapidly. In the mountains, it is burning dead and dry pine trees, and there isn't as much fuel toward town. Also, it would have to cross highways and lots of other barriers.
Missy Elise says sometimes they can smell it a lot, but not all the time. Missy Linda hopes it is out in the next couple of weeks before she goes up there to visit.
Thunder Up!
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Vivid Dreams
Hello most humans and many others,
Missy Linda says she feels a little discombobulated today. She had one of her "vivid dreams" last night. These are those dreams that when you wake up, you have trouble figuring out if the dream was something that really happened. She hates it when these dreams have that Mr. who used to live here in them. Sadly for her, they usually do.
She says that the dream she had last night had lots of her dead relatives in it, along with that Mr. In it, the Mr. was doing many of the things to annoy her that he did when he lived here, but she was glad to see some of the people she can't see in real life any more. She saw her mother and her Aunt Zedna. In the dream, her daddy reads my blog about Missy Linda, and she finds that truly fantastic, in all the ways that word can be construed. She likes to feel that one of her parents would approve of her life, but she is sure that in reality, neither would. She says she grabs onto whatever she can get. I just think she is at least as crazy as I think she is. She's just not ever going to be normal, so I should just accept that, I suppose.
Missy Linda says she feels a little discombobulated today. She had one of her "vivid dreams" last night. These are those dreams that when you wake up, you have trouble figuring out if the dream was something that really happened. She hates it when these dreams have that Mr. who used to live here in them. Sadly for her, they usually do.
She says that the dream she had last night had lots of her dead relatives in it, along with that Mr. In it, the Mr. was doing many of the things to annoy her that he did when he lived here, but she was glad to see some of the people she can't see in real life any more. She saw her mother and her Aunt Zedna. In the dream, her daddy reads my blog about Missy Linda, and she finds that truly fantastic, in all the ways that word can be construed. She likes to feel that one of her parents would approve of her life, but she is sure that in reality, neither would. She says she grabs onto whatever she can get. I just think she is at least as crazy as I think she is. She's just not ever going to be normal, so I should just accept that, I suppose.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Can People Get Cat Diseases?
Hello most humans and many others,
I was just wondering if humans can get diseases from their cats. Mr. Mushu started sneezing yesterday. He hasn't really done that before, and he doesn't go anywhere to catch anything. He literally goes no further than the garage since Mr. Nelson came to live here because they HATE each other. One time they ran into each other on the driveway, and Mr. Mushu wants none of that business.
Anyway, Mr. Mushu sneezed all night long, a lot of which was spent on Missy Linda's bed. When Mr. Mushu wants a late night snack, he gets right in Missy Linda's face and meows. If that doesn't work, he starts poking her with his paw. He uses a combination of these until she gets him a snack. (Perhaps that's why he weighs at least 25 pounds.)
So last night, when Mr. Mushu wanted a snack, he would sneeze right in Missy Linda's face. That woke her instantly, but she was not in a very good mood. According to her, even when he wasn't in her face, he was someplace else on the bed, sneezing. She is convinced she is going to catch some horrible cat virus.
If Missy Linda should die of some disease that she caught from a cat, do you know how humiliating that would be for me? It would probably be at least on the local news, depending on the weirdness of the virus or disease. How embarrassing would that be?
I was just wondering if humans can get diseases from their cats. Mr. Mushu started sneezing yesterday. He hasn't really done that before, and he doesn't go anywhere to catch anything. He literally goes no further than the garage since Mr. Nelson came to live here because they HATE each other. One time they ran into each other on the driveway, and Mr. Mushu wants none of that business.
Anyway, Mr. Mushu sneezed all night long, a lot of which was spent on Missy Linda's bed. When Mr. Mushu wants a late night snack, he gets right in Missy Linda's face and meows. If that doesn't work, he starts poking her with his paw. He uses a combination of these until she gets him a snack. (Perhaps that's why he weighs at least 25 pounds.)
So last night, when Mr. Mushu wanted a snack, he would sneeze right in Missy Linda's face. That woke her instantly, but she was not in a very good mood. According to her, even when he wasn't in her face, he was someplace else on the bed, sneezing. She is convinced she is going to catch some horrible cat virus.
If Missy Linda should die of some disease that she caught from a cat, do you know how humiliating that would be for me? It would probably be at least on the local news, depending on the weirdness of the virus or disease. How embarrassing would that be?
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Not a Good Start
Hello most humans and many others,
Well, today is not off to a good start at our house. The phone rang before Missy Linda was up this morning. She was awake, but was just lolling in bed. It was the Mr. who used to live here. All he said was, "Sorry, wrong number." That was more than enough for Missy Linda who hadn't seen him in person or heard his voice in a long time, probably five years.
That doesn't really seem like a big deal to me, but Missy Linda and the Mr. who used to live here have been arguing through email about some stuff. I think Missy Linda is about stretched to her breaking point. I have thought that before, though, and she always keeps plodding along. She just says, "What else is there to do?"
Well, today is not off to a good start at our house. The phone rang before Missy Linda was up this morning. She was awake, but was just lolling in bed. It was the Mr. who used to live here. All he said was, "Sorry, wrong number." That was more than enough for Missy Linda who hadn't seen him in person or heard his voice in a long time, probably five years.
That doesn't really seem like a big deal to me, but Missy Linda and the Mr. who used to live here have been arguing through email about some stuff. I think Missy Linda is about stretched to her breaking point. I have thought that before, though, and she always keeps plodding along. She just says, "What else is there to do?"
Monday, June 4, 2012
Trash Day
Hello most humans and many others,
Monday is trash day at our house. That means that Mr. Nelson is a bundle of energy all day. He loves that he gets to run in and out of the front door to "help" take out all the trash and recycling. Missy Linda makes a lot of trips to the curb with all kinds of things after the trash can and recycling bins are put out because she is very disorganized or something.
Mr. Nelson also barks a lot on trash day. He barks at the various trucks and workers. Today is actually "big trash" day which happens every first Monday of the month. That means that there are all kinds of extra trucks, depending on what people have put out. He loves it.
Mr. Nelson is as pumped all day on trash day as he was that day he ate some coffee grounds that Missy Linda dropped on the floor!
Monday is trash day at our house. That means that Mr. Nelson is a bundle of energy all day. He loves that he gets to run in and out of the front door to "help" take out all the trash and recycling. Missy Linda makes a lot of trips to the curb with all kinds of things after the trash can and recycling bins are put out because she is very disorganized or something.
Mr. Nelson also barks a lot on trash day. He barks at the various trucks and workers. Today is actually "big trash" day which happens every first Monday of the month. That means that there are all kinds of extra trucks, depending on what people have put out. He loves it.
Mr. Nelson is as pumped all day on trash day as he was that day he ate some coffee grounds that Missy Linda dropped on the floor!
Friday, June 1, 2012
What is it With Birds?
Hello most humans and many others,
I was just trying to figure out why Missy Linda and so many of you humans are so entertained by birds. This morning, Missy Linda was mesmerized by a downy woodpecker hopping up the metal pole of the bird feeder while he seems to be trying to determine what the hell the pole was made of. Woodpeckers always have trouble trying to eat from her bird feeder because they eat in a different way than other birds. Downy woodpeckers are much smaller than our usual woodpeckers that live here so they can eat the seeds in the feeder more easily than those huge woodpeckers. I think that they don't really like sunflower seeds so much though.
I have to admit that feeding birds is an inexpensive hobby compared to many of the things that you humans do. Also, I suppose that it helps the birds who are to lazy to find their own food. Every once in a while some bird not usually seen in this area will show up at the cafe, and Missy Linda goes bonkers. She tries to take pictures, and sometimes, she calls people. Sadly, not one of her pictures has ever turned out well. Poor Missy Linda.
I was just trying to figure out why Missy Linda and so many of you humans are so entertained by birds. This morning, Missy Linda was mesmerized by a downy woodpecker hopping up the metal pole of the bird feeder while he seems to be trying to determine what the hell the pole was made of. Woodpeckers always have trouble trying to eat from her bird feeder because they eat in a different way than other birds. Downy woodpeckers are much smaller than our usual woodpeckers that live here so they can eat the seeds in the feeder more easily than those huge woodpeckers. I think that they don't really like sunflower seeds so much though.
I have to admit that feeding birds is an inexpensive hobby compared to many of the things that you humans do. Also, I suppose that it helps the birds who are to lazy to find their own food. Every once in a while some bird not usually seen in this area will show up at the cafe, and Missy Linda goes bonkers. She tries to take pictures, and sometimes, she calls people. Sadly, not one of her pictures has ever turned out well. Poor Missy Linda.
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