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azurelunatic) wrote2023-01-04 07:03 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2023-01-04 07:03 pm
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A new year, with cats
New Year's Eve is full of bangy things, and neither of the upstairs cats cares for that particularly. Based on sunset time locally, 3-4 PM is a great time to get the 50mg trazodone inside the cat. This time my procedure was:
* get the pill
* owner holds cat
* I attempt to pop the pill in the mouth
* she spits it out
* While she is making horrified, disgusted faces, I pop the pill in the mouth a second time
* I hold her mouth closed and stroke her throat until it's clear that she's swallowed it
For Murderface, popping it in the second time was relatively simple, as she's not got teeth.
Yellface, despite needing 4 teeth out, she's still got her 4 most dangerous fangs, and getting the pill through the front gate was not going to happen without a chomp. So I slid it in the side of her mouth, while she was focused on the front. Much recrimination from cat. She's not much for revenge, but her attitude towards me was markedly cooler for the following few days. She also blamed me for apprehending her and clipping an object onto her collar while she was heading for the depths of the bedroom closet.
Murderscape Calico stayed in her room and did not need extra finding. Since Yellface had the run of the upstairs and likes to hide places when she's not feeling her best, we popped her into her carrier (with the carrier upended so gravity was on our side) and she was not pleased with that either. Many howls of Injustice! and False Imprisonment! ensued for the next three-quarters hour, at which point she ceased demanding a lawyer and settled in to nap. I woke her up and carried her over to her bowl when dinner was served, but she only ate a little bit.
Meanwhile, I realized that we'd likely want to be able to find her if she wandered off. Figuring that she'd be in the same place for a while, I requested the RF tags. And the batteries. I discovered that the beeper we have on the grocery list tablet had just flat out stopped working. Eventually we got a tag opened, batteried, tested, and put on a collar-friendly clip, but by that time Yellface had made her unsteady way for the bedroom. I popped inside just in time to see her tail disappearing into the closet. She was not pleased when I slid the closet door to the other side and nabbed her by the collar. The clip went on, she yelled, and I released her to nest wherever she felt like.
Later, when Alex was concerned because she hadn't finished her dinner, we beeped the RF tag. Yellface, who had clearly been awakened by the beeping, emerged and had a little more dinner before hiding back to continue sleeping it off.
Steph visited and played Slay the Spire with Belovedest. Later we tuned in to the CBC countdown, because it always seems more friendly and homemade, the acts are Canadian (I relate to Canadian country as a genre much better than American country), and it's good fun. This year I particularly admired Kardinal Offishall's snowsuit, which had rainbowy images, some of which looked like hearts, and I would dearly love to see a better high-res image of the pattern.
Alex made the traditional Lil Smokies with chili and blackberry sauce, and assorted oven-cookable fried foods.
After that we tuned in to the Space Needle countdown. There were various libations. We went for the fizzy white grape for the toast. I also had my favorite creme de violette & rose syrup & fizzy water concoction. I tried to make some bastard version of an Aviation, with the creme de violette. Unfortunately not only were my proportions off and I used maraschino cherry juice instead of the proper cherry booze, but I may have over-ginned it a TOUCH. I eventually finished it, with a lot more fizzy water and some sugar.
The 1883 "cherry blossom" syrup is ... well, imagine one of those jellybean-like cherry sour candies. Now take away the sour. I think perhaps we might be able to use it in the Redpop-like soda, for the "other red fruits" syrup.
Just after midnight, Belovedest and I went out to pop some confetti cannons. Steph abstained.
The Miley Cyrus & Dolly Parton concert was great fun. I had somehow missed that Dolly is Miley's godmother! They had an affectionate slapfight towards the end of "Jolene", it was great.
* get the pill
* owner holds cat
* I attempt to pop the pill in the mouth
* she spits it out
* While she is making horrified, disgusted faces, I pop the pill in the mouth a second time
* I hold her mouth closed and stroke her throat until it's clear that she's swallowed it
For Murderface, popping it in the second time was relatively simple, as she's not got teeth.
Yellface, despite needing 4 teeth out, she's still got her 4 most dangerous fangs, and getting the pill through the front gate was not going to happen without a chomp. So I slid it in the side of her mouth, while she was focused on the front. Much recrimination from cat. She's not much for revenge, but her attitude towards me was markedly cooler for the following few days. She also blamed me for apprehending her and clipping an object onto her collar while she was heading for the depths of the bedroom closet.
Murderscape Calico stayed in her room and did not need extra finding. Since Yellface had the run of the upstairs and likes to hide places when she's not feeling her best, we popped her into her carrier (with the carrier upended so gravity was on our side) and she was not pleased with that either. Many howls of Injustice! and False Imprisonment! ensued for the next three-quarters hour, at which point she ceased demanding a lawyer and settled in to nap. I woke her up and carried her over to her bowl when dinner was served, but she only ate a little bit.
Meanwhile, I realized that we'd likely want to be able to find her if she wandered off. Figuring that she'd be in the same place for a while, I requested the RF tags. And the batteries. I discovered that the beeper we have on the grocery list tablet had just flat out stopped working. Eventually we got a tag opened, batteried, tested, and put on a collar-friendly clip, but by that time Yellface had made her unsteady way for the bedroom. I popped inside just in time to see her tail disappearing into the closet. She was not pleased when I slid the closet door to the other side and nabbed her by the collar. The clip went on, she yelled, and I released her to nest wherever she felt like.
Later, when Alex was concerned because she hadn't finished her dinner, we beeped the RF tag. Yellface, who had clearly been awakened by the beeping, emerged and had a little more dinner before hiding back to continue sleeping it off.
Steph visited and played Slay the Spire with Belovedest. Later we tuned in to the CBC countdown, because it always seems more friendly and homemade, the acts are Canadian (I relate to Canadian country as a genre much better than American country), and it's good fun. This year I particularly admired Kardinal Offishall's snowsuit, which had rainbowy images, some of which looked like hearts, and I would dearly love to see a better high-res image of the pattern.
Alex made the traditional Lil Smokies with chili and blackberry sauce, and assorted oven-cookable fried foods.
After that we tuned in to the Space Needle countdown. There were various libations. We went for the fizzy white grape for the toast. I also had my favorite creme de violette & rose syrup & fizzy water concoction. I tried to make some bastard version of an Aviation, with the creme de violette. Unfortunately not only were my proportions off and I used maraschino cherry juice instead of the proper cherry booze, but I may have over-ginned it a TOUCH. I eventually finished it, with a lot more fizzy water and some sugar.
The 1883 "cherry blossom" syrup is ... well, imagine one of those jellybean-like cherry sour candies. Now take away the sour. I think perhaps we might be able to use it in the Redpop-like soda, for the "other red fruits" syrup.
Just after midnight, Belovedest and I went out to pop some confetti cannons. Steph abstained.
The Miley Cyrus & Dolly Parton concert was great fun. I had somehow missed that Dolly is Miley's godmother! They had an affectionate slapfight towards the end of "Jolene", it was great.
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Happy New Year!