a little home veterinary surgery

Don’t panic, it was nothing like this!

It all started because I was cleaning off the top of the fridge…

The patient,
One Dirty Rotten Kitty

The operating theater,
(complete with fortification for the surgeon)

I think the single ear look does him well,
He chose the red thread… He’s happy he has his squeaker.

He might be good for some mug shots, but he’s never walking the catwalk again,
Looks like a shark bite victim…

The sharks,
Who were anxiously waiting for Dirty Rotten Kitty to recover from his surgery.

Can we amputate any other limbs and still have some fun with him?

first time in a long time

Not counting once for about 30 minutes two years ago, it’s been nearly 14 years since I did this…
ski 060

If you embiggen, you can see evidence of my cool-off strategy. We all know you get hot skiing. Sitting in the snow cools you off! Since knee surgery a few years back, I have a toddler’s sensibilities about falling… I just sit down. Mostly it works well. Trying a 360 degree jumping kick in a leg brace in the park in front of the tae kwon do grandmaster? Yeah, I sat down for that. Going too fast for my rusty skills today? Sat down for that too. Getting back up, when your weight is behind you (or you’re on your behind), and your feet are in front of you, on a slick surface, wearing something meant to glide on said slick surface, and on something of a downhill slant… let’s just say it was a little bit of entertainment.


I have only to do the collar on the Lopi sweater… have picked up the stitches, but am wondering about where to place the corrugated rib… center the gray? center the blue? does it matter?

Shhhh… one sleeve is about 1/2 inch longer than the other (two rounds). I figure I’ll let him try it on and if he doesn’t notice, well that’s fine. And if he does, we’ll see which sleeve is better and I’ll rip the other out.

I did start a cotton baby sweater, Thursday night at a rather dry annual meeting of the Kennebec Historical Society (since I sit on the board, I figured I should go…). The chicken was dry, the guest speaker was dull, but the company was entertaining. The funniest thing?

Chair slippers!
Leave it to the French… this was at the Calumet Club. If you don’t know about the French, or more specifically, French-Canadian-Americans, they are a rather hardworking, anally neat crowd (I am speaking from familial experience here…). So I’m sure Le Club Calumet figured the expense of these slippers into the costs of refinishing the floors.

6 Responses so far

  1. 1

    kmkat said,

    January 24, 2009 @ 12:39 pm

    Chair slippers! Sweet!

    I think sitting down when in peril ranks right up there with holding hands and sticking together as a valid survival strategy.

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    Cindy AKA Memere AKA Mom said,

    January 24, 2009 @ 9:51 pm

    Regarding the surgical explanation – ha,ha,ha,ha! I love the sharks!!!! Wth much love to my favorite daughter, your mother.

  3. 3

    Chris said,

    January 24, 2009 @ 10:37 pm

    I tend to fall the same way! Hello – there’s more padding back there than anywhere else, so it just makes sense.

    Poor kitty. ;)

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    Molly Bee said,

    January 25, 2009 @ 2:03 pm

    Love the chair slippers! I bought Ben a new baby this week which he promptly ripped the throat out of to get the squeaker out of. My living room is still knee-deep in white fluff. I’m afraid the patient was too far gone to attempt any life saving surgery. No one should have to live like that….

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    Julie said,

    January 26, 2009 @ 3:58 pm

    The Calumet club is a riot! We have our winter Assessor’s meeting there and I spend most of the time laughing at the pictures on the wall!

    Poor dirty rotten kitty.

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    Gramily said,

    January 29, 2009 @ 4:37 pm

    OOOOh, this was a laugh-out-loud post! There is a sock monkey in California that needs the same kind of attention due to a cat shark. Your girls are too funny, and they help balance out the female-ness of your household.

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