We took kitten in to be neutered, and she’s fine. Then Shu got sick. We have delayed for years taking him in because he goes wild….

I bought, however, a kind of poncho that zips shut, with velcro ports for a vet to work, and we got him there.

He was absolutely horrid. He was a cage away from FInity, whom we boarded there night-before to let her settle, then day-after to and overnight to leave her where she wouldn’t bounce around and get into trouble.

Shu apparently was Terror Cat, and was growling nonstop in a cage with a blanket over it. He hated everybody. But they found his problem, ahem, the pesky tail glands were impacted—and we were able to get him back into the poncho for a trip home. Back in the car, he stopped growling. He was pretty sore, but ok. Exhausted. Not eating. Tuna fixed that when we got him home and rested.

It’s been a zoo, however. The good news is that the kitten gets along with Tanner ok, and comes upstairs at dawn and likes to hang out with Shu and SEi. They’re starting to lose their growls and even play with her a little. So that is going well, but they are all super-clingy, and Jane and I are trying to write, while being sat upon by needy cats. It’s only three and a half cats, but it feels like a herd of them.

Had a coupon for a free 25$ at a new hoity-toity restaurant we tried to use, but after all this fuss about reservations, they had their door locked, leaving us in the cold, (opening hour customers) and they knew we were out there. So we said Meh to you guys and walked over to their competition, for a cheaper, nicer, tastier menu anyway. We’ll go back there. The snooty ones who use a ‘reservation service’ in, Lord help us, Spokane —the capital of Casual—can go take a hike.

We’re both well, just swamped. Catted. Overwhelmed. But the kitten thing is working. Tanner no longer howls 24/7, and the kitten is making friends upstairs and down.