Friday, August 15, 2008
Olympic Spirit
Sure, she might have won the gold. But how many cold cans of Diet Coke can she carry stuffed in her underwear at one time? Huh? Huh? Yeah... some gold. Let's get back to reality people and focus on what's important. Ahhh, a refreshing beverage...
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Jose Luis gets a clean cage!
Little J.L. is a pretty lucky guy (even though, she's actually a girl.) She's about to get a clean cage and alfalfa snacks thanks to Egan. Plus while her house gets all "just so" she gets to run around in the hamster ball for a little exercise. In the recent past, the hamster ball has also meant "great escape." Last time she pulled a major Houdini move, we found her sitting in Louise's food bowl with her pouches totally stuffed full of diabetic cat food. Louise was... asleep.
Frankenstein foot
Well, I've had my first post-op doctor's appointment. All went pretty well, except I fell on the last stair in our building on my way out and whacked my cast. I didn't do any damage, but it fucking hurt, dude.
Anyway, they took some X-rays and gave me a new cast. I was hoping it would be a little lighter, but no dice. Regardless, I was happy to see that my pedicure made it through the surgery relatively unscathed.
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