I’ll trade you VBC and eye drops three times a day. It’s actually working out pretty well because we have a Plan. The Plan includes where the unspeakable deed will happen and who will be on which end of the victim. Hubs always announces the time (he loves his outlook calendar) and the poor kitty is carried off to a horrible fate.
Part of our routine is for me to put four treats on the torture table so she can see them before her torment begins.
She jumps off the kitchen island as soon as she is released and runs 6 or 7 feet away and turns and waits for her two treats. Of course GG and NSGC get a treat each just to be fair.
I never figured that one out, but did learn that I could pour baby oil on the washcloth that I used in the shower and use that to wipe myself down after my shower. The lighter oil seemed to soak into my skin faster and I didn’t stick to the sheets.
I don’t kneel without a lot of thought and planning because this getting old thing sucks.
I have a space heater for our bathroom and it’s wonderful to not get that wet skin chill before I can towel off. I’m terrified of those fast hot space heaters so mine are the oil filled sort, they are slower but still work very nicely.
I promise, it’s not just around your neck of the woods.
Our FEDX guy is wonderful, our contract mail person sucks.
Thanks all for the kind words for our friend. He thinks one cat escaped the trailer by getting into the drywall and then down through a hole in the sub-floor. The feral cats he feeds live under there and have pulled all the insulation down so I’m pretty sure he’s right. Not to mention the hole in his kitchen and bedroom floors…
Thankfully, he got the other one and the lady who wanted him still wants him. Hubs will be taking them to meet her in the morning.
GG knows that hubs is stressed and has been helpfully sitting on his lap while hubs is trying to kill computer monsters. Hubs’ gaming name has always been Teufelhunden (Devil Dog) and it amuses me when he tells his battle buddies he has to leave the battle because his kitten needs a cuddle. Then they get in hubs’ recliner and take a nap.
Excellent news! Don’t get over confident and hurt yourself, you won’t get better overnight.

