$138. Or $139
For whatever reason, they called the pharmacist to consult with my medication. I don't know why. She was still laughing at my "Mood stabilizers, the secret of my happy marriage" comment.
I did get some shampoo, cat food, and a six pack of Mountain Dew. Chips (or "crisps"), stuff like that. Not much, really.
I had already spent $138 on medication, and that's minus the Depakote. $139 if you count the anti-gas medication.
I meant to get some Halloween candy, and try on some rings (cheap ones, just to get an idea of my size, maybe buy one of the $20 titanium rings), but I didn't have time.
Our ride was early, but a driver I like. I tease her about Biscuit being her boyfriend because she likes him.
We got home, I put away my soy milk, and laid down in bed while Ron chatted on the phone. I let him go about 15 minutes, he kept getting louder and louder. I finally reminded him I was taking a nap and he said he had to go or I would become a "monster and eat [him]".
I laid in bed with Torbie, and Biscuit joined me, flopping on my legs. He's such a sweet boy. I had a good nap.
I forgot to mention, last night I woke up facing Torbie in bed, gently holding her paw. And she let me.
I really know some awesome cats, let me tell you. I can't say enough about them.
I had a good nap, which I needed. Tomorrow will be a hectic day.
I got up and fed Biscuit and Baby Girl, putting their new food on the stack of cat-food-cases I already have stacked on the table. I like to keep things simple, and I don't want to run out of cat food.
For instance, today at Walmart, they were totally out of the catnip treats.
I saw that neighbor cat again, it was pacing around outside the catio. Biscuit ran out in the catio and the cat left. I guess Biscuit has staked his claim.
I wonder if Biscuit peed on the wire mesh to mark his territory?
The neighbor cat is a little overweight and has a beautiful coat, so I'm not worried about it. It probably used to come in the house before we had the catio built.
Biscuit seemed a little insecure when he came back in, so I reminded him he's my cat, and I'm not getting any more. No other cat was going to eat his nums. He purred at me and left to greet Ron.
I need to go to bed in about 45 minutes. Off I go.