PenguinMum
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Give it time. My experience with my Ginger who had her tummy opened up was that at first it didnt seem much regrowth but when it did start it really got on with it! Hope its like that for the KC. Hugs and purrs.
Give it time. My experience with my Ginger who had her tummy opened up was that at first it didnt seem much regrowth but when it did start it really got on with it! Hope its like that for the KC. Hugs and purrs.Than you for asking.I can't tell if it's growing back yet but it doesn't look as raw as it did on Saturday and as far as I can tell she isn't licking it. I put some Vaseline on it on Saturday, partly to help heal, partly because I know she doesn't like the taste of Vaseline.
ETA: I would have thought the hair would have started to grow back by now if she really is not licking the scrape; but I can't even see signs of a five o'clock shadow!
I used to live in a neighborhood that had no streetlights because none of the residents wanted the light pollution. I used to love to go out at night and lie on my quilt in the driveway and stargaze (I was younger then, it wasn't quite so hard to get back up again!). Then a new family moved in across the street and put up a VERY bright light on their front porch and left it on all night. Not that anyone ever used their front walk, which was a long way from their driveway and down a very steep hill. I never could see the point of moving into a neighborhood that did not have streetlights and then putting up a glaringly bright porch light. It's like people who move out into a farming community and then complain that there are cows!
I agree!
The Xmas lights went up today on various bungalows @SaskiaKC
No chance of me seeing any more night stars for a couple of months now...especially as each bungalow tries to outdo each other...
Give it time. My experience with my Ginger who had her tummy opened up was that at first it didnt seem much regrowth but when it did start it really got on with it! Hope its like that for the KC. Hugs and purrs.
This is one reason (as I was reminded by your lovely photo of the Big Dipper) that I want to move to the little town. The apartment building is about a mile outside the town itself, up a mountainside, and while I assume the building has some outdoor lighting of its own, it is not surrounded by town lights. It is surrounded by forest land and open fields. I have been thinking a lot about the opportunities there would be for walking on something besides pavement, surrounded by trees and open space instead of concrete and steel and plate-glass; your photo reminded me that there may also be open sky, with stars and the moon.
So, do I want to exchange the convenience of being able to walk to buy food for the joy of being able to walk on the actual Earth? Am I willing to take a scheduled bus to town to buy food, and walk in nature; or walk among shops, on pavement, and try to find transport to local "natural" areas?
That is the $64,000 question!
Yes @SaskiaKC
I have a dream of a cottage in woodland, with a stream running through the woods, and no human neighbours (I have my reasons).
I also have a dream of outhouses or barns where I can teach art.
I 'know' what my cottage looks like, I've 'planned' the rooms inside and the furniture.
But if I say my dreams and plans to anyone, I am told to be practical, and that I am on two crutches and can't walk far, and that I should be considering more restricted accommodation.
I've always been a dreamer and it's helped me reach much further than people thought I could ever do.
Somehow I will reach my cottage in the woods, but I have no idea how this could come about. My dream is not concrete pavements underfoot, but as you suggest walking on earth and being able to see the night sky and stars.
But as you say, does practicality and convenience win, or can there be something more?
Sometimes you remind me so much of me.Your cottage sounds lovely, and actually very much like the cabin in the woods my friend dreamed of for years. He finally bought one, on a lake, and did a lot of work on it; last time we talked he was in the process of buying a wooded lot and getting clearances to build a cabin on it.
For years my dream house was either a mobile home on someone's farm, connected to their electricity and water, with room for a horse; or a cottage in a village somewhere in England (that was my "rich retirement" dream).
The small-town apartment sounds about as realistically close I can get to those now, and from what I have learned about it online, it is a very nice community.
Good morning from Elysium where, oddly, fitbit has given me a pulse and I seem to be still breathing. Fbg was an underwhelming 5.6 this morning but once again exactly the same as bedtime which never happens/happened in the real world. I am naturally inclined to be more of the proverbial drain than radiator so psalm v 5 was a nice rebuke earlier. You can take the diabetic boy out of the fens but the incessant drumbeat of how's my bg level still pounds away. It's a funny old game saint as Mr J Greaves esq once opined. Toddle pip old beans.
Consider that maybe Elysium is the real world.
I was going to head to bed but the KittenCat just settled down in my lap and now I can't get up.
^. .^
Thanks for that and I realised that v5 could be any psalm but in fact was Psalm 42. Time to take this stiff and malfunctioning body to the gym and/or pool and sauna before breakfast.Consider that maybe Elysium is the real world.
I was going to head to bed but the KittenCat just settled down in my lap and now I can't get up.
^. .^
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