![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
migraines and kitties.
Dec. 29th, 2003 01:08 pmah migraine from 7 pm Saturday until this morning. I did get a break yesterday afternoon when James took us to a cat show in Arlington Heights. I’d seen the ad earlier and mentioned something and when my headache abated somewhat in the afternoon we decided to chance it. And lo and behold for an hour and a half it went mostly away. (the Excedrin migraine meds helped). I'm lucky I mostly don't get them like matt or Elizabeth--I have nausea, light sensitivity but only a little--a lot of sensitivity to noise and of course the stabbing ice pick in the eye pain.
The kitties were great and it was wonderful to talk to some serious cat folk. Serious Looney toons, like me. I met Bengals and ocicats, ragdolls, some abys Maine coones,ran away from the Persians (don't groove on pushed in face cats, i like cat noses very much)talked to some housecats there for the housecat contest. Met the world grand champion ragdoll boyo, weighing in at 19 lbs. Thought again about becoming a breeder or like my friend Angela suggested, using the back porch as a cat hostel for boarding a few cats when folks go out of town--and making a few $ that way (oh gee wouldn't that just be horrid). That would be down the line though--it takes some bucks to convert that back area into anything. Looked at some kittens of various breed, but no one said they needed to come home with us. I am suddenly taken by bengals and ocicats though. Now if I can get a rescued kid like that--because Mr. Newg's legacy demands such. James was sure we were going to come home with a kitten, but it just isn't time yet and may not be for a good while. The kids are pretty needy right now and I need to make sure they are in a good place before I disrupt their lives anymore than they have been . We're going to another show in Schaumberg at the end of January because I'm considering showing Zak in the alter category --he is easily more gorgeous than any aby I saw there (though a few came close).
Came home after quite a wonderful time (the bean saw the abys and yelled ZAK!! ZAK!! saw the Maine coones and yelled TEATIME!! --I got to tell the folks with the cats she was yelling at that she learned mommy, daddy and all the cats' names pretty much in the same time span). and promptly barfed and the megrim came roaring back. Passed out for a while..woke up, head hurting too much to sleep and watched (or rather listened to mostly) the movie NELL.
James took the boys to the vet in Chicago this morning. Everyone is in good shape but needs dental work. Zak swallowed a length of lace but seemed to have pooped it out in its entirety. Zak amused them by talking up a storm and loving everyone. Poor Mr. Teatime hid under the chair and wet himself.
He hadn't hit the box before he got in the car poor huget lil foof. Yes he is a giant chicken in a fur suit. But we love him and he is handsome. With patience he'll get over the trauma we rescued him from. He still hates boots, but you can wear them around him now.
Head is fine today thank goodness. Cleaning the house in a big way for having some new possible local friend types over for dinner with their 2 year old Clare (she and the bean look remarkably alike and are both wild eeps). James is off this week so hopefully we'll be getting some house projects done. Must lie down for a bit now, I'm pretty tired--migraines don't let you rest so well when you sleep.
I'm still just so happy about that cat show. I haven't been to one since James and I got together and I used to go to a few a year. I think that (and Sci Fi/Horror conventions) need to be reinstated, yes I do.
The kitties were great and it was wonderful to talk to some serious cat folk. Serious Looney toons, like me. I met Bengals and ocicats, ragdolls, some abys Maine coones,ran away from the Persians (don't groove on pushed in face cats, i like cat noses very much)talked to some housecats there for the housecat contest. Met the world grand champion ragdoll boyo, weighing in at 19 lbs. Thought again about becoming a breeder or like my friend Angela suggested, using the back porch as a cat hostel for boarding a few cats when folks go out of town--and making a few $ that way (oh gee wouldn't that just be horrid). That would be down the line though--it takes some bucks to convert that back area into anything. Looked at some kittens of various breed, but no one said they needed to come home with us. I am suddenly taken by bengals and ocicats though. Now if I can get a rescued kid like that--because Mr. Newg's legacy demands such. James was sure we were going to come home with a kitten, but it just isn't time yet and may not be for a good while. The kids are pretty needy right now and I need to make sure they are in a good place before I disrupt their lives anymore than they have been . We're going to another show in Schaumberg at the end of January because I'm considering showing Zak in the alter category --he is easily more gorgeous than any aby I saw there (though a few came close).
Came home after quite a wonderful time (the bean saw the abys and yelled ZAK!! ZAK!! saw the Maine coones and yelled TEATIME!! --I got to tell the folks with the cats she was yelling at that she learned mommy, daddy and all the cats' names pretty much in the same time span). and promptly barfed and the megrim came roaring back. Passed out for a while..woke up, head hurting too much to sleep and watched (or rather listened to mostly) the movie NELL.
James took the boys to the vet in Chicago this morning. Everyone is in good shape but needs dental work. Zak swallowed a length of lace but seemed to have pooped it out in its entirety. Zak amused them by talking up a storm and loving everyone. Poor Mr. Teatime hid under the chair and wet himself.
He hadn't hit the box before he got in the car poor huget lil foof. Yes he is a giant chicken in a fur suit. But we love him and he is handsome. With patience he'll get over the trauma we rescued him from. He still hates boots, but you can wear them around him now.
Head is fine today thank goodness. Cleaning the house in a big way for having some new possible local friend types over for dinner with their 2 year old Clare (she and the bean look remarkably alike and are both wild eeps). James is off this week so hopefully we'll be getting some house projects done. Must lie down for a bit now, I'm pretty tired--migraines don't let you rest so well when you sleep.
I'm still just so happy about that cat show. I haven't been to one since James and I got together and I used to go to a few a year. I think that (and Sci Fi/Horror conventions) need to be reinstated, yes I do.
