Poor Sleeping Beauty got his urinary tract blocked off somehow. I finally realized it was serious (after about two weeks) on Friday. His poor bladder swelled up to the size of, I think she said, a grape fruit. So anyway, two nights at the vet and eight hundred dollars later, the poor boy is doing much better. I can't get him to take his medicine though. Apparently they don't like the liquid. Let's keep our fingers crossed that he doesn't do it again.
I bet you can find several blog posts where I wrote these words, but I have some ideas for etsy! If only I can focus! I keep getting page views on the bath mat, so I'm going to try and get a couple made. I know how to make flowers and such now. :0)
Well, it is time to knit and clean. We'll see which order.