Hoping for sunshine today or tomorrow

"Now that's more like it," says Sam.
Originally uploaded by tamaranth

Sam and I have taken to our bed. It is nice and warm here and there is room for more than one cat (though poor Shiva is sulking under the bed because I'm not paying enough attention to her). Sam is ornithologising. There are cat treats everywhere: Shiva doesn't like them much, and Sam adores them.
( me being sentimental )

all nature mourns

a squirrel has just run full tilt into the (open) patio door and stunned itself. (It twitched and ran around in circles for a bit before making a hasty departure.)

Sam thinks he must be on the good drugs.

free to good home

I have half a bottle of Felimazole (2.5mg, pink, feline thyroid pillz) -- given how expensive this stuff is, I'd be happy to post / give it to anyone whose cat is on this medication.

Cat Stress

My day so far:
- Get up moving.
- clean up cat vomit
- feed cats
- write a page and a half of morning pages before interruption by noisy vomitting cat, under bed
- clean up cat vomit, set cushions outside to air
- interweb
- feed cats
- swim 500m, buy more luxury catfud
- feed cats
- clean up cat vomit
- change bedding
- curse IKEA quilt for not fitting in non-IKEA cover
- clean up new cat vomit
- feed cats
- give cats evil eye

The vomitting cat is not Sam but Shiva. am hoping this is just stress / jealousy / surfeit of luxury left-overs. am hoping it stops. am frayed.