The walking seems to be helping. At least it's starting to hurt later into the walk and less all told. I haven't had the urge to drive home all week...
In other news - I thought I owned two cats, but apparently I own one cat and one pig in a cat costume. And it's not the cat you'd expect who is the food-a-holic. She must have hollow legs, or an enormous stomach that exists in another dimension. I really hate people, even small furry ones, who can eat and eat and eat and are still skinny. Hah! A pox on you all! Unless of course I actually like you, in which case I only hate you a little bit. I don't care that this doesn't make sense - it's my blog, it doesn't have to!
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I'm out of practice, but what the hell! Let's go posting! And I'm even
sober!
This afternoon I caught up with the lovely Mindy to go and see a lecture by...
3 weeks ago
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Watch out. The hollow cat syndrome could be a symptom of hyperthyroidism or some other expensive cat disease. Fronti got it last year as did DrQ's cat and one of M&J's cats. Not that it's transmissible but I think it's a disease of the older kitty.
Oh, poor Pusti.
Good news on the walking front, though! Unfortunately for me, my knee hasn't recovered still from the walk KT, Sally and I did around the Bay. Dang it.
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