Who's Yo' Daddy?

I took Ala to see a periodontist today to consult about having a frenectomy. Seventy-two stinkin' dollars to talk to this guy for twenty minutes. I'm in the wrong darned business.

I digress.....

He's the son of the dentist I went to when I was in high school. I told Dr. Periodontist that I had fillings in my mouth that his daddy put in thirty years ago. We then took a stroll down memory lane.... "Do you know...." "Do you remember...." It was kinda fun, but not worth seventy-two dollars.

Additionally, for our seventy-two dollars, Ala got a black toothbrush, complete with black bristles. Looks like she's been scrubbing grout with it.

One of my kittens is sick, but I don't know which one. I've been cleaning up some nassy poo of late, so today I scooped some into a paper cup and took it to the vet. No bacteria or parasites were visible, but after observing the poo under a microscope for several minutes (wouldn't you love to have that job?), she told me it was nassy, nassy poo. Now I have antibiotics and dewormer to give all the babies. If the babies would just get all the nassy poo and other droppings in the litter box, I'd be a happy cat mom.





I haven't fed my fabric fetish for three weeks! Until today, that is. I found some nifty cool Kona Bay yardage online and place a nominal bid on it. To my amazement, I won 1.75 yards for roughly the cost of one yard. Something about this particular print just called me. Silly, huh?

I'm thinking the ruler thing might not be part of the print.

In other news, there is none.

Good Night, and God Bless!