Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Bella's diagnosis is
I'll say I am perfectly fine trimming Cordelia's claws-have done so since she was a kitten. Bella Mae has serious 'don't touch me' issues with her claws (remaining ones) that I have had issues on stressing her out so much.
So...no more...it's got to happen.
I asked the vet, how old did he think she is....and he said due to something with her eyes and what they are looking like, and her rear claws-he thinks she's closer to 13 years old.
It explains a lot, but then it's also that I'm experiencing all of the joys and trials of a geriatric cat. The good and bad-I didn't get to grow into this at all.
Also came home to a cold and power-less house. The electrician was here putting breakers in (so I do not have to worry about blowing fuses anymore) and this was something that I hadn't been told of. Nice, land lord isn't a bad guy...but sometimes I think he's just not quite on the same page as I am. It would've been nice to have been told 'hey, I'm not sure if you'll be home or not, but I'm having the electrician come over to switch the power to breakers.'
I would've appreciated that.
All is well, everything is on...working on getting the place warmed up. Maybe since things were re-wired, it will use less electricity. That would be nice. He said there was a lot of electricity coming from somewhere-he didn't realize this ran on electric heat...so I wonder if anything was done with that. Hmm. My pocket book would appreciate some help in efficiency!