December 11th, 2006


Kitties On The Mend?


... is being his usual piggy self. So happy that there are siblings who are not yet eating at full strength -- the more he can scarf. At some point his GI tract will begin to gravitationally collapse, but I'm not sure if he'll (a) ignite into a crunchie burn star, (b) become nothing but purr and solid neutronium (neutron star stuff) or (c) go straight to a black hole. Considering we call him The Dark Wonder, I fear the latter. (grin)


... had the joy of a Sunday night with Mrs. Dr. Phil out of town, which means that starting around 9:30pm he can torture me by messing with things and trying to chew the blinds or jumping into the computer desk and going behind the monitor and printer where all the cables live. By 10:30 I had to get out the red laser pointer and have him chase-the-dot until he got exhausted. One of his favorite games, but last night was probably the first night in the last week he'd of been up for the game. (snicker)


... is feeling better after her bout of smelly runny poop, as I predicted/hoped for yesterday. By dinner she was waiting for the Blue Plate Special with the others and had a couple of mouthfuls before she'd had enough. Consistent with the others. When we put them to bed downstairs at night -- the reason that Bagel tortures me when Mrs. Dr. Phil isn't here, because he's afraid I might forget -- they get a small handful of Hairball Control Light crunchies and Blue enthusiastically joined with the others. This morning she lolled around the carpet in her usual morning display of See-Me-I'm-Cute-So-Feed-Me-Already and ate about a third of her crunchies. Again, consistent with whatever the hell it was that upset everybody's tums. (whew)

Bottom Line

I think The Great December Cat Crisis is averted. Please note, that I really don't know that the prescription canned food was to blame with a bad lot, but I will note that this was the special NF kidney diet from Purina, the small poptop cans, with a June 2008 expiration date and Lot numbers ending in x655, x656, x657, x658. They're out of the house now and we're working on some older July 2007 expiration cans and haven't tried the replacement August 2008 expiration cans. Hopefully it wasn't some formula change that the babies can't tolerate. (grin)

Dr. Phil
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Season's Greetings and All That Rot

We no longer get a print edition of the WMU newsletter, but a digest of items appears in our e-mails and a link to the newsletter website. I suppose you can download a PDF of the newsletter if you insist on having one in your hot little hands -- I dunno.

But one of the features has been a long-running series of Writing Tips. Intended to make memos and other University documents conform to WMU standards, most of the items make plenty of sense and as a writer, I've got most of the grammar hints down cold.

Today's Hint For The Politically Correct Slash All-Encompassing Holidays

Writing Tip--Use "Holiday Recess" (not Christmas break) to refer to the joyous period, beginning Dec. 23 this year, when the University is closed. And remember, Santa knows which boys and girls follow the writing tips.

They're quite right, of course, and in my hardened little black heart I should acknowledge this more. But (sigh) I was raised when it was still Christmas. Indeed, I was so isolated in a small town in Western upstate New York, that it wasn't until I was ten that I met anyone of the Jewish persuasion. (My ignorant thought at the time, which I instantly realized was stupid and therefore managed to squelch before I opened my mouth, was hadn't these people ever heard of Jesus Christ? Yet I knew about modern Israel and the Six Day War -- who did I think was fighting on the Israeli side?) This despite the fact, which I didn't learn officially until just about ten years ago, that my mother's mother was Jewish. Which explained why her parents had fled Russia.

Gad, children are stupid. (grin) But sometimes it is frightening how many of those childhood "facts" don't get fixed in school.

So Happy Holidays...

... and Season's Greetings, Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah and Kwanzaa, and Happy New Year to all, for now at least. More merriment and greetings to follow, I'm sure. After all, even though we're being religiously neutral, the Writing Tips do insist this is a joyous season -- and one involving that Santa fellow. (ho-ho-ho)

Dr. Phil
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