Dust And Cold

Sunday, Dec. 09, 2007 - 11:23 a.m.

Solange has made it her sole pursuit in life to find the darkest dustiest hidey holes in this entire place, so as a result, she's got a mild case of conjunctivitis from the dust she's manage to discover. We're pretty sure it's just from dust, as opposed to any other infectious causes, because only one eye is affected, and she's otherwise acting healthy. She is still eating like a horse, purring like an idling Chevrolet, keeping herself groomed, and offering her Daddy her belly for scritches. There also have not been any love-bites recently, so it's possible that she figured out what's been causing her owner to yell NO and remove her from the lap of the bite-ee.

I very very very gently washed half of her face yesterday with a warm washcloth, being extra careful around her eye, to clean off the crusties and have one good long look at the actual eyeball to make sure there was no damage -- and she was extremely patient with me. This is from a cat that was discovered as a stray on the 17th of November, spayed on the 23rd, and handled by pound employees and maybe a stranger or three in the ensuring three weeks before she leaped into her Dad's arms on the 5th and declared herself Home At Last.

As we discover the Dark Dusty Places, an effort is being made to clean them, or at least make them only semi-accesible. The ultimate goal for Chez TooOld is to make sure there are no hiding places where the cat will be out of reach.

And as for the gunky kitty eye, I just had another look at it and in an attempt to avoid getting into a spiral of cleaning attempts which might make it worse, things are being left alone so that the problem will have a chance to self-correct, and Solange will have a chance to rest. It does look a lot better than it did yesterday.

In answer to the request for pictures, I'm sure she wants to look her best for her adoring public, so, I promise, either me or Old Buddy Dave will begin posting pics shortly.

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The Grapevine was closed earlier this morning because they had a foot of snow.

It's consistently been about thirty to forty degrees cooler on average here than it was the last time I visited.

Gotta love that Global Warming.

It's pretty chilly here when Al Gore says it's not supposed to be, and I need to know where to write a letter of complaint.

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All right, that's it. Have a good Sunday.

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