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Everybody was Kung Fu fighting…

So the Three Musketeers have been on Clavamox, an antibiotic, for a day and a half, and do they feel better already? I guess they do, to judge from the Epic Kitten Battle that began somewhere in the vicinity of my feet, ranged across the entire bed, and then distinctly alarmed me when it got a little close to my head for my comfort. I’m confident that after 7 days of this miracle drug, they will be all ready to go for neutering and new homes. In the meantime, I think I need sedatives. For me.

Emmaline still wants to start crap with the other three cats, but her new Kitty Prison should arrive in the next couple days, at which point I won’t have to rotate her between Zille’s crate (upsetting Zille) and Roo’s room (upsetting Roo). Although I still haven’t figured out where I’m going to put her cage, I’d like to find it a spot in the kitchen where she won’t feel alone but there’s already the two dog crates in there. Zille really only uses hers for meals these days, but I can’t really move it to the bedroom because kittens.

Meanwhile, school starts in 16 days, Daniel should be here in about 5 weeks, and holy shit, I’m probably getting married (US government willing) in a mere 9 weeks! Life is about to get really crazed, so please bear with me if I miss a day or two here.

2 thoughts on “Everybody was Kung Fu fighting…

  1. Put the cage on top of the crates?

  2. hang the cage from the ceiling?
    and 5 weeks? that’s like tomorrow dude!
    5 weeks is nothing!!!

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