What's today?

 Sophie came home last Tuesday. Since then, she's come down with an upper respiratory virus, which seems to be common in shelter kittens. On Friday, our vet checked her over and prescribed the gooey pink stuff for her slight temperature and my anxiety about the look of her spay incision. She'll be fine as long as she keeps eating and drinking. Sometimes they develop dangerous mouth ulcers.  To that moment, she'd been a chowhound. The sneezing grew more frequent, and as of Saturday morning, she refused food and water, and getting the amoxicillin into her was life-threatening for all parties. By Sunday morning, I was a wreck and took her to the 24 hr ER vet. The staff there must be used to near-hysterical pet parents. They were kind and supportive. Found her mouth and throat to be clear, changed her Rx and added an appetite stimulant. I got a hands-on lesson in best practices for giving cats meds and finally some sleep.

Still, in my lap is where she prefers to recuperate. You know a kitten is sick if you can stitch over its head without any interference. 

Thriftbooks delivered.  This may not be everyone's cup of tea, but to me, page after page of wonder. 

The earliest iteration of the TV series Yellowstone was set in 1883. This novel is set in Butte, Montana 1891. Rough places, times and people.

     

                             ~♡~

(There was a picture of a peach here. Couple bites missing. No idea where it went)

I had high hopes for this peach. Even gave it a day to ripen as it was a tad hard. I can't remember the last time I had a peach that wasn't mealy textured and nearly mango flavored. How are the Jersey peaches this year?

Georgia peaches suck.