At Least It’s A Little Thing
Honestly, I seem to be lurching from crisis to crisis at the moment.
At least this week’s… interesting bit is relatively minor, if annoying and somewhat worrisome.
See, the Bugger-cat has been somewhat… erratic about his choice of places to go, with said choices not always being one of the litterboxes downstairs. We’ve been treating him for months for irritable bowel issues, and he gets a vet checkup every 3 weeks, but there hasn’t been any sign of anything more than chronic instability.
Except that today – I was working from home, so I got to see it, otherwise who knows when we would have found the problem – he hopped onto the printer and did what I initially thought was start to settle himself to sit there and sleep for a bit. I only saw him in my peripheral vision because I was busy arguing with the load testing tool and the website I need to load test.
Then he got off again, and I realized it looked awfully like the kitty “take a leak” pose being broken.
So I checked. It was.
So we are now sans printer, since the Husband and I had no desire to find out if it was possible for a printer to successfully recover from being doused in cat pee.
Not particularly problematic, since both of us can use work printers if we have to, but the cat doing this is somewhat disturbing. His Buggerness didn’t seem to be in any discomfort, but he’s also not being his normal self. I swear I never thought I’d miss the operatic performances at mealtime, but I do.
I would also like it put on record that I want a mostly boring life spiced up with the occasional good surprise. This lurching from crisis to crisis just doesn’t cut it, and should I find myself in a position to speak to Someone in Authority, there will be Words.