Today I learned that my cat has an autoimmune disorder that causes her cornea to be inflamed. Now she has to have a topical steroid applied twice a day, with remission of her symptoms as the goal. About a month ago I learned that I have an autoimmune disorder that is causing my cornea to be inflamed. For months I have been using a topical steroid multiple times a day, with remission of my symptoms as the goal. If this doesn’t convince you that pets and their owners share similar traits I don’t know what will!
So, how have you been, folks? I’m feeling rather stiff today, but other than that I’m just swell. Tomorrow my two cats are going to the vet. They’re not so into that. Here’s something to dilly-dally away your weekend. It’s time for lunch!
I have a cat named Magdalena. She’s a smart one in that she understands that my alarm clock is what wakes me up. Every morning, about an hour and a half before I intend to get up, she finds her way to my alarm clock and begins massaging it and/or chewing on the power cord with the hope that she will somehow trigger my alarm. She does this because she wants breakfast. I’m pretty sure that one of these days she’s going to figure out how to set my alarm. If she ends up successful I think she’s earned an early breakfast, don’t you? Speaking of breakfast, I’d like to remind you that we serve it every weekday from 8:30 am until 11 am. Take it from Magdalena, breakfast served by me is worth waking me up for. Vote Franktuary as...
On Monday morning I stared Destiny in the face and a single tear drop fell from Her eye. I’m serious. Destiny is my cat, and I capitalized “her” to be tricky. It was pretty strange, if not poetic, and definitely highly appropriate given a sequence of events that has occurred this week. The latter of those events revolves around the fact that somehow the New Jersey Devils are the Atlantic Division Champions, and the New York Rangers, who never trailed the Devils until last night, now sit sixth in the Eastern Conference. The good news is the playoffs start Saturday and the good guys face-off against the bad guys in the first round. I’ll be doing everything I can to keep Destiny smiling! It’s time for a hot dog. Now THAT’S a...
I’m wearing Christmas clothes today. They’re very nice. If you’re someone like me, who doesn’t really buy clothing, it’s a particularly strange thing. I don’t feel like myself. I should be in a catalog. A catalog where there are beautiful people with unstained clothing. I think I’d rather be in a hot dog shoppe, but maybe I can keep those stains away for at least a little while. So, how was Christmas? Well, it involved a lot of driving and even more eating. I drove to New Jersey and ate spare ribs. Then I drove across town and ate in a very nice restaruant. Then I went to a Christmas Eve service. Then my car broke down in a big way. In fact, it’s still in New Jersey. Lack of personally owned vehicle,...