The Day, In Pieces

[rolanni]

An early-ish rise, and Dulsey to the vet for a follow-up. She weighs 2.8 pounds ("You moose!" the tech cried). Her fever is almost gone and both eyes are clear. Yay, Dulsey!

Home again, laundry was accomplished, lunch was eaten, dishes were washed, and the advance money for the Russian sale of Balance of Trade was in the mailbox. Yay, Russian sale!

Mozart, who is so far been an exemplary uncle*, very carefully and very deliberately showed Dulsey how the cat door to the basement works, which is only slightly scary. Dulsey immediately Got It; which is Very Scary.

Scrabble has actually been upstairs whole hours today, though she's still On The Lookout for any Manifestations of Kitten. Scrabble informs Management that she is Not In Favor of Kittens. Management has taken this Under Advisement.

Wrote the next scene, which puts total wordage on the new project at 3,775. Yay, writing!

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*Mozart dangles his tail deliberately in front of Dulsey and lets her wrestle with it. He is also Firm, but Kind. When Dulsey tried a frontal leap up at his position on top his favorite box, he merely extended a paw and soft-pushed her down.

Comments

[filkferengi]

It sounds like everyone had a busy and productive day. :)