For about $18, the vet's office will fill Mittens with fluids. They did so this morning, making him look somewhat like a linebacker with massive (but watery) shoulders. They're closed on Sunday, but hopefully Chris and I will be stronger of mind and will be able to try again.

The gods mock me, for in the midst of this struggle to keep Mittens going, they killed the wireless connection of my XPS, turned the light off on my laptop monitor again and have generally made my life hell. So for the past half hour, I have unbundled all the crap on the XPS and moved it into the bedroom where I hope getting the LAN wire shoved up its ass will remind it that it's on a freaking WIRELESS network and should behave like it.

And then there's Melody, who is thriving. I told Chris that, Mittens' illness notwithstanding, Melody's always had a beefy body. We petted her and he agreed; she is packing some weight on her back. Not fat, but solid meat.

I can't help but wonder: is Melody putting a hex on the other cats of my household, to gain the upper paw on everything and get us to herself? For she has been awful cuddlesome, letting me pick her up and put her on my lap and even allowing Chris to pet her (she seems to hate him). I resent her abounding health. She's the bitchiest cat I've ever had, even compared to Remington. Why is it that she's perfectly healthy while Megan and Mittens had to get sick?

I'm bitter...grrr.

For about $18, the vet's office will fill Mittens with fluids. They did so this morning, making him look somewhat like a linebacker with massive (but watery) shoulders. They're closed on Sunday, but hopefully Chris and I will be stronger of mind and will be able to try again.

The gods mock me, for in the midst of this struggle to keep Mittens going, they killed the wireless connection of my XPS, turned the light off on my laptop monitor again and have generally made my life hell. So for the past half hour, I have unbundled all the crap on the XPS and moved it into the bedroom where I hope getting the LAN wire shoved up its ass will remind it that it's on a freaking WIRELESS network and should behave like it.

And then there's Melody, who is thriving. I told Chris that, Mittens' illness notwithstanding, Melody's always had a beefy body. We petted her and he agreed; she is packing some weight on her back. Not fat, but solid meat.

I can't help but wonder: is Melody putting a hex on the other cats of my household, to gain the upper paw on everything and get us to herself? For she has been awful cuddlesome, letting me pick her up and put her on my lap and even allowing Chris to pet her (she seems to hate him). I resent her abounding health. She's the bitchiest cat I've ever had, even compared to Remington. Why is it that she's perfectly healthy while Megan and Mittens had to get sick?

I'm bitter...grrr.