Oh, no! I always enjoyed reading about VBC. I’m so sorry, JtC. My heart is with you, your husband, and GG, who is going to be a very lost kitty for awhile. Damn, I liked that cat.
{{{JtC}}}
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Oh…oh no. I’m so sorry, JtC. 
After Saturday’s busy-ness, yesterday’s day off was quite nice (and needed). It got up to the mid-60s and was mostly sunny in the afternoon, so at a little after 2pm I sat on the patio for ~30 min and let Bailey loose in the back yard. Our first quality yard time this year. 
I ate some popcorn while watching her explore the far corners, and had planned to stay outside for a while but pretty soon there were several bees buzzing around and my iPad had overheated and I decided to head back in. Normally, Bailey’s only able to access about half the yard: I usually keep her on a (long, retractable) leash when we go out back, because it’s a big yard and she’s historically bad about coming in when called – and, if left unattended there’s just enough potential for her to eat something she shouldn’t. So I thought she might quibble about coming back in so soon on such a nice day, but she trotted right in as soon as I whistled for her…which I was grateful for, but tiring out that quickly was yet further evidence that she’s an old doggy. *sigh*
Speaking of dogs, I’ve had a gnawin’ and a cravin’ for a cheese pizza from my local Lost Dog Cafe for a couple of days now. I almost ordered one last night, but fought the temptation…which returned at lunchtime, and I fought it off again. I’ve decided, though, that ultimately resistance is futile: I’m going to order one for tonight’s dinner, which will mean having leftovers for tomorrow’s lunch and dinner. Yum!
A few carryovers from the old thread before diving into today’s replies:
No idea. JtC, whenever you’re up for such triviality: are you looking anywhere near Philippi?
That was brilliant…dare I say, EGGcelent? 
(I can’t believe no one beat me to that!!)
Yay! I know there’s still a lot ahead, but this is such a crucial step.
Double yay! 
Same here. I actually judge people who love those kinds of things.
(Impractical Jokers or Punk’d listed as a favorite show on your dating profile? PASS.)
You definitely shouldn’t be.
Oh, that’s so wonderful!
No mean feat! Happy anniversary! 
I never read Li’l Abner, so I had to click on your link. Learned something new, I did.
UGH. 
JtC, I am so sorry. 
Pfffft - you think you’re better than the rest of us whiny babies?? Bitch on, dude!!
The drearies continued here, which kinda explains my lack of motivation. FCD and I did discuss our approach to solving our boat’s electrical problem(s) - it’s going to involve lots of time in the stinky engine room. But we were both electronics technicians in the Navy, so we have some knowledge and abilities - with luck we won’t have to pay the pros to figure it out. Fingers crossed.
But that’s for another day.
I was going to post about our continued holday fun, but it’s not the post for that.
{{{{{JtC and Hubs}}}}} I am so sorry, sending you the biggest hugs
Thanks for the kind thoughts everyone. She was so tired, I’m not sure that she actually needed the killing shot because she felt gone after the sedative. She died in our arms, she knew she was loved to the end.
I thought there was something not right with her breathing back in Oct. but deaf hubs couldn’t and thought we should keep an eye on her for a while. I thought it was worse in Sept., hubs couldn’t hear anything but agreed that it couldn’t hurt to get her to the vet for a look-over. The vet tech couldn’t hear anything. The vet couldn’t hear anything. Her lungs sounded clear and and a pretty good check-up along with full bloodwork was very normal. She wasn’t in any distress, I was the only one this was bothering.
Hubs started being able to hear her in Feb, so back to the vet she went. The vet tech could hear this time. The vet could hear this time. Nothing showed on all of the normal tests, her blood work was boring and her lungs looked and sounded clear. She did appear to have a bad molar and the swelling could have caused her to sound like she was snoring all the time. Because the vet was sure that the problem was somewhere in her head, we scheduled the dental and a sedated exam which included x-rays of her nasal passages.
When we brought her home from that, two weeks ago Monday, she was still noisy but as nothing else was found, we hoped that it was just from the swelling caused by the extraction. She brought me all of her toys Thursday night and appeared just fine when we left Friday morning.
Last night was really bad. If it wasn’t dark and we hadn’t been driving all day and were almost too tired to think, she would have gone to the ER vet last night.
It took a full body x-ray to find the growth because it was in such an unexpected spot. There was talk of more tests, specialists, CT scans and chemo before resorting to surgery, but poor Missykitty, sweetiebaby would have suffered through everything with no guarantee of success.
George knows. I don’t know how he knows, but he is already grieving.
Hubs is distracting himself by takin’ care o’ business. I’m probably going to drink heavily for the rest of the day.
She was such a good cat.
She is very clearly going to be loved forever, including by her raft of magic internetz admirers here.
Unlimited hugs to hubs and you and especially GG. We’ll all be holding y’all in the light.
Pet cancer sucks.
When the other cats in the house hold start acting odd that is when i know it is serious.
I’m so sorry. It will be tough days ahead. We are here for y’all.
Howdy Y’all! As promised it has been a day of high sloth, general overall uselessness, nappage, and day drinkin’. The weather is so nice out that we day drank whilst sittin’ beside the cee-mint pond. I stuck my foot in the water. BRRR! However, some folks would be divin’ in already. I think I shall wait until May. Leftovers were scarfed down for sup. Now I look forward to Netflix and popcorn.
Cookie Happy anniversary! 
Yanker Yay for kiddo, sellin’ the vehicle, and doggy! Kinda yay for your dad on not continuin’ to help with financial “emergencies.”
Taters best of luck with the fence installation. We have a privacy fence and a lot of it had to be replaced after the hurricane in 2018. Not fun.
Coppertone there were some grumblin’s on the book of faces SD page about stuff bein’ wonky this mornin’.
Pilot safe travels.
Wheelie yay on the job offer.
{{{JtC, Hubs, and GG}}} I am so sorry about VBC. All of you are in my prayers, if that helps.
In about 1980 I got a phone call from my older brother. He asked if my wife and I could get some vacation time and come to Florida for a visit. We were in a transitional period financially and I told him we just did not have the funds. He told me to not worry about it and just let him know when the flight would leave. The tickets were paid for and off we went.
When we landed he picked us up and on the way to his condo he drove into the marina. He had a thirty six foot wooden CrisCraft cabin cruiser. He did an ad campaign and the customer gave him the boat rather than cash. He took us aboard and showed us around. He explained that nothing electrical was working and asked if I could take a look at it.
My brother was the opposite of handy. He couldn’t put the lid on a peanut butter jar without cross threading it.
The next morning I traced wiring and found that a lot of it was fastened to the wooden structure with rusty non-insulated staples, most of which were hammered in way too tight. A trip to the hardware store and most of a day was all it took to replace the bad sections with the proper fasteners.
We did some off shore fishing and swimming for a couple of days and on the way back to the marina he ran it aground and bent both drive shafts It took a day for it to get hauled out of the water and we spent the rest of the vacation at tourist sites and the beach. We had some fun and then back to the grind.
This was our second vacation with Jack It ended better than the first one when he shot me in the leg…
I can attest to this. When I travel with Nelson and require a motel, that’s usually the one that I look for.
Glad things got settled with your dad and surgery has improved your situation fishy.
Happy anniversary to you and the Missus cookie!
{{{JtC, hubs and GG}}} Count me as one of VBC’s intertoobz admirers.
Irked, came home, got the check from the insurance company, so I’ll deposit it tomorrow and :drumroll: in nine more days, the grey ghost will be back in my parking spot :drumroll: I am so ready!
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
{{{JtC and Hubs}}}}
Someone buried the lede…
{{{ JaneDoe42}}}
Ham again, ham again, jiggety-jig. It’s been a piggy day. A big chunk of leftover Easter ham for breakfast, eaten cold. (It was a spiral-sliced ham, but this was some solid meat from the end of the bone.) Then Baken-Ets nuked with cheddar cheese and salsa for lunch. Ham and cottage cheese for dinner. I ate my ham warmed, with Chinese mustard. Yum.
The field leader answered today. She said sometimes glitches happen with people’s pay, its not rare. She says I will get paid eventually.
I am to do a little training tomorrow, and a weather post on twitter says Ohio is highly likely to get a tornado tomorrow, Torcon 7, whatever that means.
Scary.
Up from naptime. Making cheeseburgers with hatch chillies(from a can). Had the usual Old Fashioned.
Yeah, the hamsters took a smoke break.
I read that as "boat is mowed. Like maybe you should use it before it gets ovegrown? 
The current CEO has taken a liking to wearing neck ascots, as she fires people left and right to pump up the stock. 
I’ms so sorry, Jane
{{{{JtC, Hubs and GG}}}}
This.
i.e., they know it happens, but don’t fix it because sometimes people forget and then they keep the money.
And it’s only 40 bucks, who really cares about that tiny bit of money anyhow? It’s easy for people who’s income is in the upper 6 digits to forget how important that little bit of money can be for one of their workers. I made a part time worker cry by handing her a twenty, it’s shameful how little we value the people who oil the works of commerce.
Back when I was a food stamp worker, fast food places were the worse when it came to helping their employees get food stamps. We wanted to know how many hours a week a specific person was going to be working a week and they just couldn’t seem to be able to give us a range of hours. I got in trouble by management for coaching the employer to say that the worker would working between 0 and 40 hours a week, but that really was all that was needed to help their part time employee get food stamps and medical insurance.
It was fast. It was so fast. She went from sounding “not right” to struggling to breathe in 6 months.
I’m happy/sad that she waited for us to come home. If our pet sitter had noticed a problem, which pet sitter couldn’t have seen because VBC was always an invisible cat, pet sitter would have called us and we would have told her to take VBC to our vet. Which would have resulted in our little SweetiebabyKittycat dying alone, frightened and confused.
We both agree that GG will need a buddy and that there is a homeless adult kitty that will fit into our family, but not until after we are all settled in after the move.
Now we are just listening to the quiet and crying.