Ever since we’ve had that kitten in our house temporarily, our cat Kloe will not use her litter box. She pooped in my room (well, it’s the computer room, but we call it “my” room. The bedroom would be “our” room), she pooped in the living room the other day and she did it again this morning. I haven’t picked it up yet. I just lit some incense in there to help mask the odor.
Yeah. I know we just need to change the litter in the litter box. Thing is, we’ve been waiting on a check so that we can afford to go to the store for groceries and things like that. We’re hoping to get a check today. Then we can change the litter.
I mentioned extras and there are a few.
This morning I went outside as I usually do in the mornings. It’s a bit humid, but it’s mostly cloudy, which is really, really nice. I went out back and walked around. We used to express how bad the weeds were in our yard by telling people that it was about thigh high in some places. Well, I just went out there and encountered a few weeds that were literally taller than I am. I’m about 5’8″, which I believe is fairly average. I’m not very tall but I’m not exactly short. At any rate, a weed should not be taller than me!
Last night I went outside as I usually do at night. Really, I do. It’s usually nice out. Anyway, I noticed Dodger had is attention over by the “door” side of the shed. The “door” side is the side that has the door on it, duh… and that is the said that faces away from the house. Anyway, he seemed pretty interested in something back there, and kept looking up at the wall or ceiling or something. I really didn’t know what he was doing. I drew his attention away a few times simply because I thought he was being stupid or crazy.
Weeellllll as it turns out, I looked up toward the top part of the back wall of the carport area where he was looking, and I happened to catch a glimpse of a little rodent face sticking out a little from a mostly enclosed portion of the carport wall. So Dodger wasn’t crazy. He knew they were there. There were two other locations he took interest in as well… the stack of pallets and another corner of the shed. Were there more creatures in those locations?
The rat that I saw wasn’t a mouse. It was a rat… a medium-sized rat. It was also the typical type of rat you normally picture when you think of rats. I mention this because I’ve seen many rodents and types of rats out in the wild… kangaroo rats, wood rats, and others. They’re all different… but this time it was the type of rat normally conveyed in the media as living in sewers and things like that. It was the kind of rat people usually have as pet rats… like I had once. Although I had a very large rat, and this thing in the shed wall was, as I said… about medium.
Anyway, it isn’t bothering me much being out in the shed. I’m not worried about it ruining anything, really. Don’t get me wrong. That doesn’t mean that I necessarily want it to stay there and reproduce again and again… but it’s not causing any trouble out there.
Well that’s enough for now.
Ah, I shall describe my morning thus far.
So far, I’ve spent a great deal of time lying in bed trying to continue my sleep. However, when you’re wheezing and gasping for air, sleep doesn’t like to show itself. Eventually, as the sun was starting to come out for the day, I decided to just get up.
I forgot to mention that I had also woken up much earlier and found that my phone was back to normal after the transfer finished. So that’s good. I went back to bed at that point, though.
Anyway, I’m back up again and I come to the computer to find that Kloe had pooped on the floor near the door. It was stinking up the room. That, and she left a puddle of urine in the middle of the blanket on top of the air mattress I’ve been keeping in here (computer room).
I grabbed a plastic bag to pick up the poop, but it was kinda difficult because I’m already having trouble breathing, especially without coughing and choking. Throw in a mild poop-stench in the mix and now I’m really having a blast. Blegh. Oh yeah, I turned on the window AC to pull in fresh air from outside and also began burning some incense to help get rid of the odor.
So I toss the poop in the trash outside and come back in to take care of the blanket. I began to pull and lift it and notice that it’s dripping. Lovely. So I’m standing there holding this blanket and I push it away from me and hold it over the mattress and look down to make sure I’m not dripping on the floor…
I wasn’t dripping urine on the floor but I did notice an adult-sized black widow crawling away, which was apparently using the blanket for shelter and I had rudely disturbed it. Shame on me. WHAT THE HECK WAS A BLACK WIDOW DOING THERE?! If you know me, you know I’m not afraid of spiders, but I do maintain a fairly healthy respect for creatures that can harm humans. As you can imagine, it was at least a tad bit disturbing to find a black widow randomly hanging out in a place where I take naps.
What’s more disturbing is how I think it got there. I don’t think it came into the room on its own and made a home by the air mattress. See, the other day I noticed that the blanket I had on there had cat pee on it. I took that to the laundry and grabbed a new blanket out of our bedroom closet. The only reasonable theory I can come up with is that the black widow was on the blanket in the dark closet… on the blanket that I grabbed and hugged against my body as I carried it through the house… on the blanket that I flung out over the mattress… on the blanket that I napped on several times. Not cool.
Well, this now catches me up to the present time, so I’ll publish this post.
Today is day 12 on Paxil. Lisa says she’s noticing a difference, outwardly. She says that I still get irritated but I get over it much more quickly, and she also seems to think it has improved my overall sociability. It’s hard for me to tell from inside.
My stomach hurts this morning. I don’t know if it’s something I ate or if it’s the medicine, or just something else completely. I had a bowl of frosted shredded wheat cereal and some orange juice. That’s not bad at all.
My restroom experiences have been more frequent since I started taking the Paxil. Additionally, my poop has been more broken up and not very solid. Too much info? You’ll live.
I did something completely unprecedented a few days ago. I am normally extremely picky about who I have as friends on facebook. I only had a small handful of them. However, I decided to go out on a limb and just add a ton of people from my “suggestions” page. These are not exactly random people. I may not know them, but apparently they are friends OF friends and facebook suggests that I add them, so I obliged this time around. My number of facebook friends doubled within 24 hours. Haha…
I’m missing church right now because I’m not feeling well… I don’t like missing church. I will be reading James chapter 2 today since I am staying home.