Wanted to send you lots of fun with good cake and company. Happy birthday!

Happy Birthday

Oops! Late to the party once again! Do you think it's becasue I'm fashionable, forgettful, or just have thing for stale birthday cake? :huh:

I hope you had a fantastic day! :D

Happy Birthday!! :)


God and peace
Vanessa :)

Happy belated birthday! Hope it was fantastic :-)

Well to quote House,

"Well, normally I’d put on a festive hat and celebrate the fact that the earth has circled the sun one more time. I really didn’t think it was gonna make it this year, but darnit, if it wasn’t the Little Planet That Could all over again."

but thanks everybody!

CAKE IS GOOD. Thank you, that is all. :D

here's a late b-day present

Thanks, the one at the top right even sort of looks like my cat, who is visiting the vet tommorrow for her shots--pray for me is all I can say on that subject, pray for her too if you want, but I'll be the one who needs it. :rolleyes:

Now to figure out how to acquire the real life version.

if your talking about the action figure then: http://www.mcphee.com/items/11377.html

if your talking about yourself I guess buy more cat and inhale cat waste fumes.

No, I meant the action figure-- I just have to justify action figure purposes in my depleted financial state. I'm sure the actual state of being will follow eventually anyway.

You'll be pleased to know that despite a great deal of yowling and shedding--how a 12lb, confirmed today, cat can make a sound roughly resembling the protests of a sick water buffalo is beyond me as is how the same size cat running around at night can sound like a herd of wildebeast migrating through the living room-- the cat and I both survived her vet appointment.

The good news: she looks and sounds fine and has excellent teeth for a "lady her age" according to the vet.

The bad news: she is getting older, which means she's in danger of kidney problems. She is looking good and acting as fiesty as ever so she's probably alright, but they'd like a specimen just to be sure. Trust me if you've never had to get a urine sample out of a cat you are definitely not missing anything and should in fact count yourself as lucky. :( :blink:

you could justify getting it by
1.)skipping a few meals
2.) whoring your self out
3.)selling one of your cats to a chinese restraunt (about 50$ for each limb, is probably a good starting point.) (don't think their's an appropriate smiley for this sentence to convey that I'm joking)
4.) Date and marry a rich man and get him to buy you the action figure.

Glad your cat's going to live. sorry about the urine sample, but why couldn't the vet stick a syringe in it's bladder and pull out an urine sample?

Well, I've already concluded that marrying rich is my only hope anyway. The catch is, I hang out mostly with other poor humanities grad types like myself so where I'll find the unfortunate-- I mean lucky-- soul is beyond me.

As for why the vet couldn't just take the sample: she didn't have enough for them at that point. This is always the case when they need a specimen from her-- I can't blame her as I can't pee on demand either. Invariably she will have empted her bladder just long enough before going to the vet that she will not have enough for a sufficient specimen--and her reaction to the vet squeezing her belly to determine this is priceless.

One time, when she had a suspected bladder infection they kept her at the office in hopes that she would go later and they could get the specimen out of the non-litter filled box they provided her with. Well, she finally went. . . on the towel they set in the bottom of her cage for her to lie down on. I can't be sure, and she was feeling pretty bad at that point so I could be wrong, but this cat has never had a single "accident" in the 13 years she's lived with me (both the year or two leading up to this incident and in the rest of the time) and I really suspect that her attitude and actions stemmed from a similar place as last night's POTW: well, if you want a sample so bad, I'll give you a sample, right! here! And she didn't go again for the rest of the afternoon so as she was so freaked out about being there, had been observed to be using the box way too often, and seemed miserable they just decided that she probably was sick and gave us some anti-biotics (ammoxicillin if you must know, the same stuff and AFAIK general form and consistency, as kids with earaches get), and sent us home to have our very own cat rodeo in order to give it to her. With this past history I think the vet office knows that their only chance is to either catch her with a full bladder and do the syringe or else make us do it.

Oh yes, I went to the site and found about a gazillion other things I "need" including: little Will, little Ludwig, little Wolfgang--for a former professor of mine who is somewhat obsessed with Mozart--and some pirate band-aids to name a few.