I'm not going to work late-ish today, cuz I want to get home to see if my one kitty-cat is still hiding. Is she just hiding cuz she doesn't want another mouthful of antibiotic liquid? Why didn't she perk up after yesterday's fluids? Is there something seriously wrong with her, even though her bloodwork was good? Should I give her the anti-barfing pill I'm going to pick up on the way home?
I try to stay in the one-foot-in-front-of-the-other moment with this matter of concern.
This reminds me a little of imminent childbirth, and that song from my TV show, although yesterday Bert had me thinking about one of its other songs, the one about how nothing is ever anyone's fault, ultimately the Big Bang is responsible, etc., ha and ha.
Alright catch y'all later.