Just some updates on what’s going on over here at Buist’s Bunker.
My commute has been drastically shortened. It has dropped from 30 minutes each way down to the distance from my bedroom to the desk in my kitchen. Yes, I now work from home. I’ve generally been wary of doing this, but that was largely because previously I lived in a tiny apartment and there was no way for me to keep separate my living area from my work area. Now that I have a house, it’s easier, and truth be told, it makes things a bit more efficient. For instance, today I had to take the kittens into the vet. Instead of cutting out of work early, driving 30 minutes home, and 8 minutes to the vet, I just scooped the critters up and took them to the vet at 4pm.
And on that note: The kittens aren’t doing too well. They’re OK, but they have had the flu for a while and one of them was snotting up pretty bad. So, antibiotics for them. On Tuesday night we found a tapeworm segment on one, and Wednesday morning I found another segment on the other kitten. They were medicated for this today. They got their second round of vaccinations today too
And on that note: I’m an idiot. I took the kittens into the vet in a little carrier and plopped them within 4 feet of another cat. Five minutes later a technician asked me if my kittens were sneezing and I replied, “Yep, they both are.” and then I realized my mistake: Yeah, don’t put the sick kittens next to the healthy cat.
Since I’m already talking about the pets, here’s one more: You know those 2 foot long rawhide bones that you see in pet stores? Yeah, I always thought those were kinda “hick-ish” and something you’d only buy a dog if you wanted to show off how big they are. Well, I gave into that. We had been buying Chuck, our lab, 6″-7″ rawhide bones for a while in packs of 10, costing about $12. He can plow through one in under an hour now. So, we finally got him a big-ass 2′ long rawhide and that’s working much better. I don’t need to fetch him a new one every single night to keep him occupied. So, we got a giant one, for about $12, and that’s working splendid. Boy was he ever proud of that thing when I first gave it to him. He picked it up in his jaws and pranced around the house with a “Look what I got!!” expression. Unfortunately he tends to bang into the walls with it when he’s wandering about. He’s not the smartest dog in the world, but we love him.
This is my life.
I really need to hit the shooting range this weekend.
