OT/OOC

I think about posting much more often than I actually post. Sometimes I wonder if this is healthy. I have written long rambles through my brain, while driving, or just before I drift off to sleep, but that's not quite the same as sitting in front of the computer and typing an entry.

Worse is half writing an entry, and then thinking, nobody wants to read that and deleting it. Maybe it's worse, maybe it isn't. But I like to have a a cohesive entry rather than ooo look - I picked my nose today. Wanna see my collection of boogeys?

Sassy has a serious sore around one of her eyeballs and is draining pus. Because, you know, once you've mentioned boogeys, why not mention pus? And/or poo? I am concerned. The doc reassured me that her eye is in no danger. But her looks on the other hand.. Bewteen the morbid obesity and the serious dandruff and the bloody chunk above the eye and the pus coming out, that's one attractive little furball. But I love her, and I'll do what I can to fix her up right. This is not a life threatening condition- it's just her charisma is dropping fast. The fungal cultures come back on Friday if she has Ringworm and gets fungicide with her antibiotics. Yum-yum. The wound on her face makes her harder to pill- you almost have to put a hand on the Ick to get a good grip. Poor Jazz. Poor Sassy.

I don't want to lose another one. I don't want to see how much I can bear, really.  ¶ 2:52 PM