My Caregiver?

This poor cat has to spend all of her time alone with me. πŸ™„πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™‚οΈπŸ˜Β I guess she could hide if she wanted to.

But sometimes I really think that when I’m feeling shitty for an extended period of time, it actually makes her feel shitty too. 😟 I honestly feel like she worries about me, which turns her into my shadow for the duration of my “bleh” spell.Β So I just do what I can, to spoil her and keep her purring. 😺 So far, so good… 😌

(Heh… this cat just trusts me way, way too much. She’s such a weirdo now… but a happy one.)

Crazy Cat d00d

She’s probably one of the very few things that have kept me sane lately… 😏

Be warned, there’s almost 18 minutes of clips in this video, but it’s actually a good representation of how we usually get on. I should have gotten a couple more clips showing her actually enjoying her grooming, because she actually does, but yeah… life would be a lot different here without the spoiled beast. πŸ™‚

A regular entry will possibly be coming later this evening…

Don’t Read This – No, Really

This is absolutely way TMI for the poor readers of my blog, but I’m so relieved that I was finally able to pop the biggest, most blood-and-puss filled thing that had been living behind my left ear for the past week, in the hidden area where the lobe attaches to my face. πŸ˜§πŸ€’πŸ˜… I soaked a washcloth with disgusting goo that I squeezed from it, which very nearly made me puke, so you know it had to be bad.

No lie, this thing had been so “full” lately that I was worried that the infection might enter my jawΒ or my brain. 😯😷 But at the same time, I was determined that I was notΒ going to go to the ER, and instead just leave it up to fate to decide. 😳 But now that 3/4 of the goo has been removed from it, I’m feeling much less concerned. I’ve soaked my ear in peroxide, and now have a generous coating of generic neosporin on it. πŸ€·β€β™‚οΈ All better. (ie: I’m going to continue to just ignore it.)