love the kat, hatez the kat,,,,

Okay, affectionate furrball has managed (with my blessing apparently) to get this old fart sicker than dawg after Turkey day dinner,,,  Yeah, runny schnoz of kitteh, rubbed all over my face and beard,,,, Yup, you’re gonna catch the buggy,,,,

So’ssss,  I am in old curmudgeon nursing staion 0001 currently.  For the uninitiated, that is my office chair, after a hot HOT shower, wrapped in a big comfy bathrobe that would make an eskimo sweat, and mason jar of clear stuff next to the shot glass.   Round 5? I thinkzzzz,,,,  

dunno, but the world isn’t spinning near fast enough for me to head to bed yet.

Grizzykat is feeling JUST FINE too; Still a little sneezy, but not runny,  still beating up on his bro, managed to slap Mamakat back when she was being ‘THE Bitch!!!!’ for no reason. Oh, I about fell outta the chair on that one.   She had no fallback position and looked downright dumbfounded when “the little’un’ essentially told her to ‘grow TF up!’.

Woodstove well packed with lots and lots of white oak cuttoffs, the temp reading in the house a balmy 90; had to crack a window so kittehs have some cool air to breath.   Voo said to hell with this shit and moved his butt out to the dawghouse for awhile. He’ll be back in around Midnight when the temps hit the thirties.  (it will start to stabilize as the outside temp falls, but won’t fall below 70 all night.  I insulated this dive VERY well.)

round 6?  

make it 7, ramp up the whirligig speed a touch,,,

I HATE getting sick, I am the absolute WORST patient for anyone and that includes ME,,,

SO, I drink to poison the well that the buggies have decided to drink from and when I can’t see straight enough to type, (nearly there,,,) Nursing station 002; BED, mass blankets, and SWEAT THAT BITCH OUT!!!!   I usually wake around 3,, 4 and have to remake the entire bed (but I was slick this time, TWO beach towesl under the sheets to soak up my mess,,,)

8.  

Ill have that post up later tomorrow, pinky swear,,,,