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do you remember that scene in buffy... season five, in which glory RIPS the wall off tara and willow's dorm room, to find willow, puddin' headed tara, buffy and dawn inside eating sandwiches? the entire exterior wall.... their something story dorm room is exposed to the world. i wish i could do that to my apartment tonight. it's a very cool summer and dark summer night out there. i would love to have that cool and dark in here. there is more than breeze... there is practically wind. it's delightful. but my easy bake casita is stuffy. blah. i should live in a garage.

pru and i did not have a good day yesterday. i had the day off, and i had many things to do. at nine, i took lola the sparkling gold princess comfort cruiser to the dealer, to get one of my prepaid oil changes. they were supposed to be done at 9:45, so i could make my 10:10 dentist appointment. at 10:15, they were explaining to me how my front brakes were metal on metal, and why didn't i come back, tomorrow, with $220 and leave lola with them all day, so they could fix it. great, fine, i think i have $220 in change in my sofa cushions. i so do not have that money. blah. then, i got a filling. my first since i was a little kid. and you know what? while not excruciatingly painful, it's not at all pleasant. i was well on my way to crabby. shanti, my 'waxing artist" was doing my brows, and i was explaining to her why it had been so long, and one thing lead to another, so i sorta explained to her how the IRS wants my blood. now shanti feels sorry for me too.

last but not least, i had to take pru for her 1 year well-kitty checkup with her vet, my uncle. you simply cannot beat free vet care. you can't. wait, you can too, free AND first rate vet care. my uncle has a pet peeve, so to speak, with fat pets. with good reason. most people have spent far too much time watching disney movies, and sleeping with stuffed animals. they think that a fat, rolly polly pet is a happy, healthy pet. and it just ain't true. this is especially the case with bunnies. and my uncle does a lot of bunny care. in reality, a healthy bunny would seem a bit skinny to us. anyway, pru did NOT enjoy her trip to the vet. she HISSED repeatedly at the vet tech who was trying to give her a pedicure. i was so surprised, because baby kitty is such a fastidious groomer, you would think she'd enjoy getting her nails done. not so. then my uncle came in and pronounced her OBESE. and her mood quickly deteriorated even further. he even wrote the word in her chart.

first of all, pru is not obese. she is BARELY on the tubby side, maybe. i've seen fat cats. i've owned fat cats. my cat is not obese. luckily, i have installed the nelson family filter, and i am able to process this piece of information accordingly. once, after recently taking the B in for a checkup, i told my aunt that she was pronounced FAT. and she said, of course she's fat... they're ALL fat. so ok, pru is in danger of being fat. that's what it really means. and it means that the next time i buy pru chow, i will get the kind for cats who need to watch their figure.

pru was pissed. i told my uncle that he should have started the exam by saying how pretty she was, so, in concession, he spoke of how remarkably intricate and beautiful the faces of tabby cats were. nice save. didn't help. pru has been pissy the last 24 hours. i also think the vaccinations made her feel poopy. my mouth was sore and she felt poopy.

it wasn't our best day.