Damn...

[calime]

...when you discover the dog sneaking catshit to his crate, it is a clear indication that cleaning the litter boxes is overdue. And it seemed like yesterday when I last did it. This is yet another thing I hate about being sick - time goes by as a slow molassy flow when you cock a bleary eye at it, and then when you turn away, it legs it with a speed of light. And leaves you sitting in the bleak future with accumulating load of things-not-done and dirty litterboxes. And dust bunnies. *glares at her disobedient myocardium* *glares at the pouting dog for a good measure*

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[sparklebutch.livejournal.com]

I was away and hoped you got better while I was gone - you still sick, and sicker? BAD CALI. *Hugs*.

On the bright side, your post contains the words "cock" and "legs".

[calime]

Um, sorry about that *flops ears*. Not sicker, just..sick. Going to the cardiologist in an hour. I'm getting better, but I guess I'll have to take another week off work, because last Friday went to a meeting (I'd been feeling OK, and it was an important work meeting), did a bit of stuff and that resulted in a very...uncomfortable weekend, with no sleep at night complete with old familiar bouts of arrythmia and tachycardia. It went away come Monday, and I slept the whole Monday. Better again now, but it'd probably be too soon to return to work on Monday.

As to my word usage *grins* - well, just goes to show that no matter what the body is doing, the subconcious never forgets the shiny:)
*hugshard, but not in the crushing way:)*

[sparklebutch.livejournal.com]

You won't get many replies if the next challenge on hl100 will be "cock" and "legs". Sadly. Oh well. Such is life :)

And, *semi-crushing hugs* - I'll catch you later or tomorrow and you tell me what doc said. I am wishing you all the wellness and goodness, dear, you know that.

[ithildyn.livejournal.com]

Feel better!

[darthhellokitty.livejournal.com]

Sigh. The nastiness of dogs knows no bounds.

Feel better!!!

[pat-t.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Methos and Raven poop in the floor when their litter box needs changing. They know how to get me moving.

Sorry you're feeling so bad. What do they say is the culprit causing your problems?

[mischief5.livejournal.com]

At least they don't poop on the bed like mine do when I'm not being a good slave mommy.

Get well and get cocked! Or, er, legged or laid or something like that. *grin*

[calime]

Thank you!

[calime]

Well, I assume dogs look at some of what we eat with a similar disgust...*g*
Thank you!

[calime]

Oh, it's not so far that cats would protest, yet..fortunately. But the doggy is also boooh-red, sitting at home all the time, despite his laudable tendencies to sleep 23 hours a day *smile*

And the problem is simply the flare-up of the myocarditis I had about 4 years ago - I managed recently to catch a nasty virus that gave me temp around 39 C for four days - and I'm usually a very low fever type. I was afraid of the high fever irritating the heart muscle, and unfortunately I was right. But got on meds on the right time this time, and didn't overdo, so hopefully will be ok soon.

[calime]

Heh-hee, my eldest cat had a bout of peeing on the couch when she was very stressed...fortunately *knockonwood* not any more...
Oh, and I plan to get better, first, and then aim for the rest :) Thanks!

[ceruleancat.livejournal.com]

When there's something to be cleaned, Sammy knows to call me. Even if it's just a bit of poop that rolled on the floor or if someone threw up. He meows discontentedly and looks at me until I follow him and he takes me to the offending spot. He also likes participating in the cleaning of the litter. I'm less keen on his help.

Do feel better and don't overdo things. {{{hugs}}}. I miss talking to you.

[calime]

Hehe, my cats have learned to stay on the sidelines when I clean litter *g*.
*hugsback* I miss you too.