...and the Lord said, OMFG WTF!

So...

Instead of a "Happy Birthday" yesterday I had a "... Birthday!" (thanks D).

Crickets at the vet, overnight. It's going to cost us $600... just to find out what's wrong with her.

If I ever needed proof that there is indeed a god, this is it. And she hates me.

They say it's your birthday...na na na na na NA NA!

Ack I'm old.

I was originally going to write about how hot I am and how I hate this heat and its fricken Africa hot...and, upon looking at the date I realized it's my birthday.

Big whoop. It's funny how this is one of the big days when you're a little kid and just another year when you're old..old old OLD.

I took a walk around my neighborhood last night... and my hip hurt! WTF.

I told D he's got to walk me around outside now every day as if I was a dog. Bah.

...And Time Marches On.

I'm worried about Cricket.

She's been hiding upstairs the last few days. Maybe she's freaked by my brother staying over. When we normally have company she hides upstairs. Been she's never hid from my brother for long...usually comes downstairs after a few hours. Maybe she's hot and just likes the coolness of the shower floor. Maybe she's having one of her "crazy episodes" and just wants to be alone.

But I'm not sure she's eating. I check her skin and it seems the normal healthy color. I brought her up some food and water but she didn't touch the food and drank the water like she's been in the desert for a week.

Now she's hiding under the bed.

I dunno. D says maybe we have to "put her down". She is getting pretty old for a cat. 13 this year? I don't want to think about it right now.

If she doesn't start acting normal after my brother leaves then I'll take her to the vet. I hope she's not sick as I really have no money left to do anything about it...especially after paying for Hobbes's last visit.

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