An Accidental Extrovert

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I was feeling pretty salty about the fact that I’ve been glued to my work laptop since waking up this morning, but then I remembered my coworkers will never be as cute as this. 

Plus, there will be wine soon.

I was feeling pretty salty about the fact that I’ve been glued to my work laptop since waking up this morning, but then I remembered my coworkers will never be as cute as this.

Plus, there will be wine soon.

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Something I learned today.

Cats use scent as their primary means of identification - more so than sight. Poor Gibbers had to spend the night in the animal hospital last night and now Davey* thinks he is enemy number one because he smells like antiseptic**. 

*I’ve also learned than when Davey gets really agitated she snorts like a pig.

**He smells like antiseptic mostly because he peed all over himself, his carrier, and a bench in the waiting room while I was going over his discharge instructions with the vet this afternoon and they swabbed him down before sending us home***.

***Thanks, Uber!

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This week’s mini life lessons

  • It’s not fun to give a cat liquid antibiotics twice a day.
  • It is even less fun to give a cat with a sore mouth liquid antibiotics and pain meds twice a day.
  • Don’t attempt to give a cat with a sore mouth liquid antibiotics and pain meds when you’re already dressed for work.
  • Even if you’re running late after a cat medication disaster, be sure to always test your dress sitting down before wearing it to work.

And most importantly:

  • Even if you’re tired Sunday night, take the time to write the blog post detailing what a wonderful weekend you had with your BFFs/the Tremendous Trio. Work and vet trips will ensure that Sunday night is the least tired you’ll be all week. Your friends deserve those words, and the world deserves cute pictures of your Nephew-in-Crime.

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Impulsive decisions.

Two weeks ago, someone on Twitter linked to one of those Buzzfeed “1,000,000! Cutest! Things!” articles and mentioned that one of the Cutest! Things! was a munchkin cat, otherwise known as the ‘corgi of cats.’

Which is how after some Googling, emailing, and a phone interview,  I found myself driving to Strasburg, VA (90 miles from DC) on a gorgeous spring Sunday, and returning with a copilot.

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In keeping with the trend of naming my pets after adorable old men who coach DC sports teams, I have named her Davey.

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Davey has grown up in a house in the country with seven others cats (and two indoor smokers — the poor baby reeks) and is a little nervous about living in an apartment in the city with a cat who has clearly forgotten his manners.

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(Please don’t yell at me, internet. As soon as this happened, I realized my mistake and kicked Gibbs out of the room. The guest room is Davey’s ‘safe room’ for as long as she needs it. Oh, and if anyone needs a queen bed frame, please let me know.)

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Davey is only part Munchkin and has spent her time here so far under the bed, but I promise better pictures of her short little legs as soon as I can get them.

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On a lighter note, yesterday was my first day volunteering as a reading buddy at a DC school. My buddy and I both had to fill out a get-to-know-you questionnaire and I was not at all embarrassed to complete the sentence “I live with…my cat Gibbs.”
I don’t think D is old or football-savvy enough to understand the genesis of my roommate’s name, but she burst into giggles when she read it out loud. Then we spent some time scrolling through my phone and mocking Gibbs’ various states of repose.
Buddy bonding success!

On a lighter note, yesterday was my first day volunteering as a reading buddy at a DC school. My buddy and I both had to fill out a get-to-know-you questionnaire and I was not at all embarrassed to complete the sentence “I live with…my cat Gibbs.”

I don’t think D is old or football-savvy enough to understand the genesis of my roommate’s name, but she burst into giggles when she read it out loud. Then we spent some time scrolling through my phone and mocking Gibbs’ various states of repose.

Buddy bonding success!

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I glanced over during gymnastics last night and found Gibbs totally transfixed watching the TV. I think this is his attempt at a floor routine (mimicking one of the Russians, natch).

I glanced over during gymnastics last night and found Gibbs totally transfixed watching the TV. I think this is his attempt at a floor routine (mimicking one of the Russians, natch).

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