Idjit or Genius, Who Knows?

Peeing for a cat

Well, I just learned how to squeeze the pee out of a cat. Neither of us liked it much. It is a good thing I had my nails filed down. They don't make fake practice cats. I wonder if I could patent one? As all us baby boomers age, so do our pets.

The Marmakitty had a pretty good day today, right up until he had to get in the carrier to go get squeezed. He used to pee enough for a great dane, apparently there's still that much in him, he just can't get it all out.

My house is finally, officially, completely, just waiting for the money sold. At bloody last! Now I just have to find a new house, put in an offer, have it accepted, and close within a few days after this one closes. This one is no longer ours as of the 26th of February. If I can get the new house to close on March 1st, it would be perfect. I can hope, can't I?

My favorite grandmother, my Gunga (don't ask), was an Okie. She had so many sayings, she always had the perfect one for any event. So, I can use, for this occasion:

1. Spit in one hand, wish in the other, see which one fills up first.

2. If a frog had wings he wouldn't bump his hind end on the hard ground.

3. If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride.

4. If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets.

and, finally, my all-time favorite:

Me - Gunga, I want...
Gunga - Yes, and people in Hell want ice water, too.
Me - Okay, when I get there, I'll have me some, but right now what I want is...

If I had my druthers, I'd wish to just wake up a month from now, in my new house, all moved in, unpacked, and settled. Uueeewwww, gotta go wash my hand now.