(12:13am)

I’m taking Roxy into the vet again tomorrow morning – she’s been barfing way too much in the past few days. Just cleaned up barf-fest #3 for the day. No blood or anything (I’d be taking her to the emergency vet if that were the case) – but she totally empties her stomach every time.

She either has a severe hairball, or she’s eaten something that’s caused her intestines to get all wound up. I wish I could tell if she’s been able to go to the bathroom….but with a shared litter box, it’s hard to tell.

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I’ve noticed that I have a very, very short temper lately.

Most noticably was me getting pissed off angry this morning at Rox for barfing on the couch sometime during the night. I seriously flipped out, yelled at her (swearing like a sailor) and then manhandled her to give her the Petromalt (for the hairballs) and her antibiotics for the cat acne.

Why in the hell am I getting so fucking angry now? And why did I get so angry at her? She’s just a little cat. I feel like such a heel now.

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I really should be painting my stairway – but instead I made a rhubarb cake.

I also discovered that I cannot wear sterling silver and sweat at the same time.

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Around 11pm last night, I was kept awake with this random thought:

I hadn’t really been paying attention when I had left that morning, so I wasn’t sure. Did I shut it? Was it open right now and hoodlums were ransacking my garage of its contents? Did they find my hidden house key and are stealing all my furniture and killing my cats?

Total, paranoid thoughts.

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