Planetary Problems

I can think of no other explanation for the proverbial shit hitting the fan in so many of my friend's lives this past week. I'm including myself here in this, but trust me when I tell you that my stuff seems mild in comparison. I'll tell you more in a minute, but what causes this convergence of badness? I don't know enough about woo-woo California things like energy fields and planetary alignment but weeks like these make me think there may be something to this.

The love of my life Miss Kitty has been diagnosed with chronic kidney failure, which as far as I can tell is what most cats seem to die of. But it may have been caught soon enough that she can be okay enough with daily fluids and a slightly modified diet. We're going back to the vet Wednesday to see how she's done with ten days of those changes. She has definitely slowed down, and her appetite diminished. In an effort to tempt her into eating I have made her salmon and turkey, which she is definitely interested in, but not with the gusto that she once attacked such foods. In fact when the vet told me this news I was shocked, as just earlier that day she nearly mauled me to get at a crab cake I was eating for lunch. But this is a kitty who has survived multiple strokes and days after her vet, who I'll refer to as "Dr. Reaper," gave me the 'quality of life' speech, she was jumping up on the bed. I'm just kissing her as much as I can. Any concerns I ever had about spoiling her, which honestly were next to non-existent, are truly out the window.

Last weekend, Lizh, Buddha Levine and I needed some levity, badly, and went to see Music and Lyrics with Drew Barrymore and Hugh Grant. What a perfect romantic comedy with a great soundtrack, too. Check out the duet Way Back into Love sung by Drew and Hugh. Catchy, no?

Let me end by saying that I love Salon, but no matter how many ads you force me to watch, I am never ever going to buy a Porsche Cayenne. However, I will probably check the new Anne Lamott book out of the library.