Sweet William (Dianthus)
Primrose
I had no idea I had Sweet Williams in my garden. I didn’t plant any this year, and I don’t remember planting any last year. The only thing I can think is that they were with some of the stuff I got from Ms. Lea, and that they kept a low profile last year. I almost pulled them up, because I didn’t recognize the foliage and thought it might be a weed. I’m glad I didn’t!
No kitty pictures today, BUT! They are cone free! There was much rejoicing last night, including aerial acrobatics and mutual face washing. Their cuteness knows no bounds.
This little guy was resting on the main door of my building when I got home this morning. I wish I’d gotten a better shot of his face, because it was amazing. I went inside to get my macro lens, but by the time I’d gotten back, he’d flown off. The one face-on shot I did get was taken through the double-glazed window, so it’s not as clear as I’d’ve liked.
Their larvae mimic tree branches. Very cool! I’ve never seen one in that stage, but now I’ll know to keep an eye out for them.
She was flopping around on the bathroom floor and being impossibly cute, so I had to take some photos.
The cone can, in theory, come off at any time now. I took it off for a few hours last Thursday night, but Henry did some vigorous licking at her incision, so I put it back on. The incision looks fine, but the skin around it is a little raw. We’ll try again tomorrow, but I’d rather err on the cautious side. And besides, it’s not like the cone is hampering her ability to get around and play, so I don’t think it’s a big deal to leave it on a few more days.
Speaking of playing, I picked up one of those bendy sticks with feathers and a tinkle bell on the end. Somehow, Polly got it down from its hiding place. She played with it for a couple of hours yesterday, and then Henry got hold of it and spent 3-4 hours playing with it. So much for it being an interactive toy! Henry even carried it into the bathroom with her, when she used the litter box, and then carried it back out again. That was $5 well spent.
Harriet is still not amused, but she’s being very good with the kittens. That may be because, so far, at least, they’re being respectful of Harriet’s personal space. I’ve been able to leave them out together while I’m at work, even. Heaven help the first cat to jump up on the bed, though. I have a feeling that Harriet may have strong opinions about that.
I sighed a little too loudly, so of course, a coworker marched over to my cubicle and asked, “Why are we sighing?” We? Is he a secret royal? Or does he imagine a level of camaraderie that will never exist, even in his wildest dreams?
It’s Thursday, dude. I need no other reason to sigh loudly. Andplustoo, it has absolutely nothing to do with you. Or, at least, it didn’t until you insinuated yourself into my consciousness.
“I’m convinced we really do need good public schools.”
Stated as if there could possibly be some reasonable argument against their importance.
I didn’t work yesterday, so I missed our staff meeting. Apparently, our supervisor addressed some rumors that have been circulating about the sudden death of a coworker from another unit. No, it was not suicide. No, it was not foul play. And, no, it was not swine flu.
We don’t know how she died, and we might never find out, and really, it’s none of our freaking business. I work with quite a few socially maladjusted people, though, so I guess they can’t help but make shit up when their imaginations go into overdrwive.
red paper boat 