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Feb. 2nd, 2009 10:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsPansy was supposed to go to her post op check this morning. We loaded her in her cat carrier, set off for the vets and all is well.
Yeah, right.
What actually happened was, I got hold of her, she saw the carrier and suddenly become a screeching sharp-nailed demon from hell. I have the scratches across my chest to prove it. She flailed, wailed, wiggled, scratched, got away. We chased her around, tried to bribe with food, which oh so nearly worked. She ran upstairs, James chased her down, I went to grab her, missed, James and I had words, meanwhile Pansy is sitting on top of the kitchen cabinets, looking down, hurt in her eyes as if she's saying. Why? WHY!?
She's still up there now and after a phone call the vet says to just keep an eye on her wound and only bring her in if it looks infected.
Meanwhile, the UK has been brought to a screeching halt by snow. Schools are shut, transport is cancelled and minor roads are closed. But, Corey's school is still open and James had to go to work, though he's just phoned and said the police are shutting off roads over there, so who knows. He may be back yet.
Meanwhile I've been running scans because despite being fully protected my computer started warning about multiple infections. I removed 6 yesterday, but fingers crossed, they seem to be gone.
The weekend was also given over to multiple Desolation Row viewings, seriously, people, if there's not many stories based on that video I'll be so sad. Both AU and not, because Lyn-z, right there. Mikeyway looking hot as fire, that last scene in the van. GAH! Made myself an icon though I'm still looking for the perfect one. There was also the usual relative visiting and Sunday stuff. Oh, and Saturday night our neighbours having yet another scary sounding fight that ended with him outside yelling she was a slut and the police turning up.
One of the days James managed to bash his head and wasn't at all well for a while. He's fine now though, thankfully he has a hard head. I've also hit over 10k of the Panic running away/shelter fic. I was writing that last night and had to stop at one point because the part I was writing was so painful. My plan is to finish that scene today. Snow falling outside, hot chocolate to drink, Brendon fighting off a crazed counsellor, sounds good to me.
There was also over an hour of me using google maps to trace the route Ryan and Spencer used while running away and researching the best actual truck stop that they could reach by walking and which would also be a good gathering place for dodgy truck drivers. Of which there are many in Vegas. This I know from watching CSI *g*
Before I go though. I have to say Chris looked so good in his matching yellow and black golfing outfit. So good!
Yeah, right.
What actually happened was, I got hold of her, she saw the carrier and suddenly become a screeching sharp-nailed demon from hell. I have the scratches across my chest to prove it. She flailed, wailed, wiggled, scratched, got away. We chased her around, tried to bribe with food, which oh so nearly worked. She ran upstairs, James chased her down, I went to grab her, missed, James and I had words, meanwhile Pansy is sitting on top of the kitchen cabinets, looking down, hurt in her eyes as if she's saying. Why? WHY!?
She's still up there now and after a phone call the vet says to just keep an eye on her wound and only bring her in if it looks infected.
Meanwhile, the UK has been brought to a screeching halt by snow. Schools are shut, transport is cancelled and minor roads are closed. But, Corey's school is still open and James had to go to work, though he's just phoned and said the police are shutting off roads over there, so who knows. He may be back yet.
Meanwhile I've been running scans because despite being fully protected my computer started warning about multiple infections. I removed 6 yesterday, but fingers crossed, they seem to be gone.
The weekend was also given over to multiple Desolation Row viewings, seriously, people, if there's not many stories based on that video I'll be so sad. Both AU and not, because Lyn-z, right there. Mikeyway looking hot as fire, that last scene in the van. GAH! Made myself an icon though I'm still looking for the perfect one. There was also the usual relative visiting and Sunday stuff. Oh, and Saturday night our neighbours having yet another scary sounding fight that ended with him outside yelling she was a slut and the police turning up.
One of the days James managed to bash his head and wasn't at all well for a while. He's fine now though, thankfully he has a hard head. I've also hit over 10k of the Panic running away/shelter fic. I was writing that last night and had to stop at one point because the part I was writing was so painful. My plan is to finish that scene today. Snow falling outside, hot chocolate to drink, Brendon fighting off a crazed counsellor, sounds good to me.
There was also over an hour of me using google maps to trace the route Ryan and Spencer used while running away and researching the best actual truck stop that they could reach by walking and which would also be a good gathering place for dodgy truck drivers. Of which there are many in Vegas. This I know from watching CSI *g*
Before I go though. I have to say Chris looked so good in his matching yellow and black golfing outfit. So good!
