Since my journal seems to be 1) a detailed chronology of the decline of American Empire and 2) a treatise to my cute kitten – I need to report out on said kitty.
Kitty’s name is…
Astroboy is one of Ron’s favorite cartoon characters and I think it encapsulates kitty’s penchant for mischief. Whether he is enconced in the TV cabinet sorting through Star Wars DVDs or giving me the evil eye while I sleep – he is definitely a shit-starter. Though, thankfully not a shit-spreader. Plus, I like ‘Astro’ for short.
Sneezing is less frequent and I think it’s really just his lungs clearing. Following my sister’s advice, I’m mixing his usual food with the soft, fancy stuff that I’m using to trick him into taking his meds. He’s getting more playful and I’ve had to give him a timeout for biting. I’m serious – that’s what the anti-cruelty society said – you give your cat a timeout. Not sure if it’s working.