Hey, guys. It’s been a while. Sorry for my sudden disappearance here at ReFab, but somehow I didn’t anticipate how moving Jen and moving myself (hadn’t considered how moving into the second floor would be like… well… moving…) and attempting Nano and doing a daily podcast throughout Nano would suck up not just my time, but my energy. In addition to all that, November (and early December) brought some additional animal-related responsibilities. Milton’s back stopped working, so to the vet he went to get the diagnosis of Intervertebral Disk Disease, which means constant crating or supervision because now that he’s feeling better the little bastard still likes to parkour all over the living room even though he’s supposed to not really move.
Then, on Sunday, our cat Zoey—who disappeared into coyote-populated woods in July and was reasonably presumed dead—showed up on the doorstep. After four months. Her collar with our phone number and the microchip notification was on her, and she was skinny and starving and skittish as hell, so my suspicion is that no one took her in. She survived on her own, for four months, and then it got cold and she said, “Screw this shit,” and came back. So, off to the vet with her to discover that, after four months, she contracted the grand total of… worms. Aside from that and the starving thing, which we’re addressing, she was amazingly healthy.
So that’s my WTFab Wednesday – Zoey’s back! And she’s way more cuddly than she was when she left, but I think that’s just because she’s so happy we got her Fancy Feast. She’ll be back to her usual lukewarm indifference to us before long.
Here she is, hiding in the vet’s cabinet, right after leaving an unasked-for fecal sample on the counter behind the sink.
So, what’s your fucked or fab this Wednesday?