Take Taz to the vet - maybe he has a weak bladder or something else that the vet can fix
I am enjoying my iced coffee - but I have no plans for today - I just decided that I didn’t want to go without coffee this weekend so I bought 2 jumbo iceds from DD Friday on the way home. I think this gives me a better chance of being functional tomorrow morning.
No sailing today. **FCD **is still in pain. In fact, he went back to bed. Nephew is disappointed, but you don’t go out when small craft warnings are forecast. I almost wish I could change his flight reservation without incurring a penalty - I think he’s ready to go home.
I’m not convinced Taz has a medical issue, only because his renegade peeing is random. Daughter’s cat had a UTI, and it was peeing everywhere. I think it’s just attitude.
So, my day will be spent playing in clay, because I can. And because I need to.
This just in: Foxes (the 4 legged, furry kind) are stupid, not sly.
We had a 0430 run for a chronic patient that has COPD. While getting to his house, the driver slowed down for a sliver fox in the road, that decided to run for it. In the direction we were traveling. :smack: for the critter. We followed the little bastige for a quarter mile before he decided to break left and get out of the way.
The rest of the story is boring.
I have some cheap turkey wings for lunch this week. Any suggestions on how to make them?
Second that. He’s been peeing on the bed an awful lot lately.
In other news, arranging yourself in a hammock to sleep is difficult, but it is comfortable.
No, last night’s weirdness did not end when I got home.
Trukey sallit? Turkey Tetrazinni? Turkey sammiches? Turkey soup? Turkey Ala King? Gnaw on turkey wings?
I am a heathen today. I did not go to church. I slept in. I may go take a nappy poo soon on top of that. I’s tahred!
We brought the rest of the ribs home last night, so I made some au gratin N.O.T., grilled okra (I am addicted!) and warmed up the ribs for N.O.L.. 'Twas nummy! Thus, I am full and sleepified.
Spaz I can only surmise you passed out in a hammock in the front yahd. 
Some kind of gnawin’ wing is what I had in mind. VWife says I ought to make them the world’s largest Buffalo wings.
ewwwwwwwww. Smokey just gave me a Wet Willie. 
Hai everybody.
I will cease to complain about not getting enough rain this summer. It’s been raining non-stop all freakin’ weekend… and I’m talking about the kind of torrential monsoon rain that soaks right through your umbrella and drenches you in three seconds flat, not that nice drizzly kind that’s somewhat pleasant to walk in.
On the bright side, my garden looks very happy.
I am now going to do my no-more-rain-dance, because we’re supposed to go to a BBQ this afternoon and I was really, really, really looking forward to it (it’s being thrown by an old boss of mine, whose husband is a wicked awesome gourmet chef and who always cooks mountains of food when they have guests).
I am just back from seeing Harry Potter and to be honest thought it was kinda meh…
In other news feeling a bit down - hate the weekends here as I have no friends/no life/nothing to do - Yes I know it is Paris Yes I know there are 3 million museums to go to Yes I know people think it would be a great place to live but going to the museums and sitting in cafes on your own gets really old and I quite frankly hate it 
Sounds like Taz is just being a butt to be honest…Happy Sunday afternoons everyone!
Hang in there, ems. I can understand how you’re feeling. It would get old doing things by myself all the time. Have you had a chance to get friendly with your neighbors so that maybe you could do something with one of them?
I’ve been goofing off all morning. I need to get cleaned up and start on some chores/errands.
My neighbours are all French and don’t speak a word of English…everyone I work with is married with kids…
Sorry…ignore me…I’ll be OK…get back to your regularly schedule thread 
No, the hammock’s in the back. Irish Brother was pulling an all-nighter on a work project and Moody Friend was getting pissy about it, so he watched TV in the bedroom which is next to the living room where I sleep. About 4:30 I pulled up stakes and camped outside with the possums and bobcats. Then I came back in at 7:30 to go back to sleep on the couch until 10:30.
How many more days til hubby time mmmmmms?
Up from nappy poo time. Now it’s pool time.
Yep. I am a sloth today.
Technically 18 days til hubby time…
Break time. I’ve built 2 cats and I hope to get 2 more done today. I think I’ve figured out the best way to do it. I’ve also decided that if I make enough to sell, since this first batch is for my sis, I’d have to charge $40 or $50 each because of all the labor involved. I can’t see anyone paying that, but who knows…
I just had a sammich, and I’m going to assume the knit position for a little while before claying again. SIL has gone to work, and everyone else went to see G-Force. I hate going to the movies and I need to get these cats done, so I’ve got the house to myself. I intend to enjoy the peace.
I do hear some thunderboomers in the distance - gotta pay attention because my bedspread is out on the line… I’ll be so glad when our dryer is fixed. I enjoy hanging clothes out, but sometimes it’s not convenient.
Off to knit.
Back from pool time. I heard thunder rumbles in the distance so decided to end pool time. There could be a storm soon or not. Around here one never knows this time of year. It’s cloudin’ up so hopefully it’ll go boom boom soon. I lurves me a t’storm!
Break again. Third cat complete and drying. Critters have been fed and doggies have been out. Looks like it takes about 35-40 minutes to assemble the assorted cat parts. One more to go tonight, and I’ll do the rest tomorrow.
For all the wind and rumbly sounds, nary a drop of rain has fallen. But I did check the weather radar, and I saw a storm cell moving over our marina, so we made the right choice in not sailing today.
Well, back to knitting, then one more cat to go… I am sooooooo productive!
Back from the grocery store where I picked up a couple of things. I also got the fixings for some sammiches; roast beef, horseradish cheddar cheese, and dark rye bread. I came home, put the groceries away, and then made Mr. Taters and I a sammich. I also had an ice cream bar for dessert.
I really, really, really need to clean and do laundry, but the heat is sucking all ambition out of me.
Just to prove I am not one-hunnert percent sloth, I have cleaned the master bath and bedroom, kitchen, dusted the livin’ room and study and vacuumed the whole cave. Cleanin’ included all countertops plus givin’ the bathroom and kitchen a good mop. Thus an entire day of slothfulness has been averted. Go me.
Miss Nelly whizzed on the bed again. Apparently she and taz mind melded at some point. I’m tired, home, Bachelor Food on horizon.
Hope it’s a quick 18 days, mmmmm.