I haven’t had much to say lately, except to complain about the weather and my car, or gush about my cats.
The weather: It’s been crappy. Looks like it’s getting better, with another crapitudiness episode to come later in the week.
The car: 1998 Saturn SL2 with 90,500 miles on it. ‘Nuff said? Still runs fine and gets about 25 mpg in the city, but I really don’t want to spend another winter in it. I’m currently entertaining recommendations for a small or mid-size sedan with heated seats, lumbar support, automatic transmission, low total cost of ownership, and excellent gas mileage. Must come in red.
The cats: Cute. Darn cute. And getting hefty. They both have tartar control issues, for which the vet recommended Feline Greenies. Let me be perfectly clear: this stuff is Crack for Cats, especially the Salmon flavor. Mayhem is addicted to his daily allotment, and throws a hissy fit if we are remiss in dispensing it.
Sadly, it’s not really helping their stinky breath problem. Now that they are 10 months old and 12 pounds each, it’s time to make the switch to adult cat food. This morning I added a few pieces of Science Diet Oral Care to their kitten kibble. The pieces are rather large so that the cats will crunch them, thus scraping the tartar from their wittle toofies.
Mayhem, true to form, pushed his sister Mischief out of the way and cherry-picked the new stuff out of both bowls. I think he likes it.