| Written by Diana, on 12-06-2007 01:32 |
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Our two cats get mattes really easily. They're half Himalayan, half something else and have fairly long hair. One has always been abnormally skinny, possibly because she had to have part of her intestines removed when she was just a kitten because they got all twisted up. That might also be the cause of her having abnormally oily skin, from not getting enough nutrients due to a shortened digestive tract. Anyhow, they HATE being brushed. We've tried different brushes but they won't sit still for it. They seem to get either pissed off or giddy so they constantly walk in circles or they're swatting at us every time we try to brush them. They also spend some time in the atrium laying in dirt so mattes are a common problem with them. Our old cat many years ago would lay on the carpet on his back while my mother cut the mattes out and LOVED to be brushed. Our current cats have to be practically SAT ON to get the mattes cut out. My parents will hold one cat together and cut a few mattes but they never finish so they have to go back and do it again and the cats cry and the one that isn't getting done is pissed because she thinks they're hurting the other cat...It's a huge federal case and my mother just WILL NOT take them to the groomer despite the ease. She SOOOO has time but uses "time" as her excuse. Last time one of the cats who's getting older actually got taken to the groomer and she was SOOOO HAPPY when she got home, she was prancing around the room (I don't know if you've ever seen a young filly/colt prancing around in a field with a lot energy, that's what she looked like, it was too funny). Anyway, that was probably before Thanksgiving 2006 and the other cat still has mattes that seem to have gotten better but are still there. Well, this evening I was playing with her, crumpling paper and pretending there was something under a pillow case I had on the floor and when she descided she didn't want to play anymore I threw the pillow case over her head and grabbed her. She managed to wiggle free from the pillow case but I had my right arm under her front legs and my hand wrapped around grabbing as much skin behind her neck as I could and after a while I could have ALMOST said she was CALM. I think she was scared more than anything because when I'd show her that I had just cut out a matte she'd smell it and seemed to relax a little like she knew I wasn't trying to hurt her, but HELP. She struggled a little but was pretty calm when I let her go and I caught up with her at her food bowl and she was actually PURRING while LETTING ME PET HER which usually she's afraid of me for a week after I do that. Then she didn't even run away from me when I'd tried to pet her after that. She's already a totally emotially scarred paranoid 'FRAIDY CAT so it's a miracle that I didn't leave with blood pouring from severall puncture wounds lol. Well, you can probably tell I'm pretty bored. I'm pretty sure I mentioned it but my insurance denied my Provigil, said I couldn't have it which is bull shit. They don't know me or the fact that I've tried EVERY MEDICATION ON THE MARKET and once I find one medication that works they say I can't have it. They just don't want to pay. I got this long bull shit letter from them basically telling me what I already knew, that they weren't approving it. Work was so crazy today. I barely had time to breathe I was so busy. People kept putting things on my desk. I stayed 45 minutes after just to get some of it under control but usually I can sit and THINK about what I'm doing but today I had to be working on FIVE THINGS AT A TIME just to keep up. The second one thing was finished I was dashing across the room to start the next thing. Even though we have one extra person, we're shorthanded because he's just doing the filing that I was putting off because I'm so busy. Hopefully that's VERY short lived. My sister won't be back from her honeymoon until next Tuesday so as long as people keep calling, there's no hope of things slowing down. The day went by SUPER FAST but I'd really like to just work a couple hours then come home and start preparing my father's computer for the rest of my time. He's using my sister's computer this week but as of Tuesday he'll need a working computer down there. He just bought a MAC and the core processes just doesn't work as simply as a PC. Everything else is great but getting the network going is tough. He turned off the computer and when he turned it on the internet was down again. He keeps having to enter the network password which should not be required. It should be a one time thing like all the other computers on the network. It's also weired because a lot of the commands are different, the minimize/maximize/close buttons are on the right, and all the menus at the top of each window are at the top of the desktop rather than at the top of the ACTUAL WINDOW. It's very confusing sometimes. You go to open a file and there's nothing there but the max/min/close buttons which are just green/yellow/red like a street signal. I like it when guys come in small packages (i.e. my height). The guy that helped us at the MAC store was about my height and it's SO AWESOME to be able to just look at a person (ESPECIALLY A GUY) straight in the eye when I'm talking to them rather than having to turn my head up to talk to everyone (and especially when I'm talking to them about computers or something on that order ;-). He was cute too. I'm always intimidated because guys tend to have clearer or PERFECT skin, it's just the way it is, and the fact that we women wear makeup makes it even worse for us. I'm always worried about my skin, like if it's not perfect no guy could ever like me but the guy at the MAC store didn't have perfect skin which (unless it's from smoking) was totally fine with me *wink* I'm sure he was taken or younger than me or not interested but he was totally cute, I had a hard time thinking clearly and not making a fool of myself. I wish I could find a reason to go back but since I have no money and I already own an iPod, I'd only be able to go brouse which I tend to [feel like I] look like a criminal when I'm just brousing. I FEEL that way anyway. I'm really very paranoid about that. I'm always afraid that if I'm not buying something people might think I'm going to steal [which, and i'll say it again, I'VE NEVER DONE IN MY WHOLE LIFE!]
Last update: 12-06-2007 01:32
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