End of PSA. Thanks for listening.
Showing posts with label cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cat. Show all posts
Thursday, July 21, 2011
psa: my cat is adorable
I would like to take a moment to discuss how amazingly cute my cat is.
End of PSA. Thanks for listening.
End of PSA. Thanks for listening.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
outfit: braids and feathers (with guest appearance from harley)
I know that I am much too easily excited, but the fact that my hair is now long enough to put in one long side braid really thrills me. I've definitely got this whole "enjoy the little things" notion down.
Date: June 29, 2011 / Occasion: work
Details: shirt/skirt-Banana Republic / watch-Michael Kors / earrings-gift from husband (etsy)
Of course, Harley completely upstaged me in the last photo. You can definitely tell that she really wanted to be grabbed and shoved in front of a flashing computer screen. She's a modeling natural.
Date: June 29, 2011 / Occasion: work
Details: shirt/skirt-Banana Republic / watch-Michael Kors / earrings-gift from husband (etsy)
Of course, Harley completely upstaged me in the last photo. You can definitely tell that she really wanted to be grabbed and shoved in front of a flashing computer screen. She's a modeling natural.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
the kitty saga
Remember when Harley was first supposed to have her stitches out? Yeah, that didn't exactly happen the way we planned...
May 14: Surgery
It is determined that Harley has a stomach blockage and has surgery for removal.
May 16: Home From Vet
We are happy to have our no longer sick, but sore kitty home.
Welcome Home, Harley! from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
May 20: Bandages Come Off...
So much more comfortable without bandages!
...And Then Back On
But, Harley is a dumb-ass and started chewing on her stitches, one of which broke off.
Kitty Shirt from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
May 25: To Vet For Suture Removal...But Then More Stitches Are Put In...Thus More Bandages
Due to stitch chewing, Harley has a gaping hole in her tummy that must be re-stitched.
Kitty in Bandages from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
May 31: To Vet For Bandage Removal...But Bandages Must Remain
Yep, still not healed. We proceed to re-bandage her at home approximately five times in the next 4 days. We are total pros at this point.
June 7th: Stitches Come Out
Harley is (finally) given a clean bill of health! Incision is healed up nicely!
Nine trips to the vet, four trips to the pharmacy for bandages, three rounds of antibiotics, and three-and-a-half weeks later the ordeal is finally over. She's so much more comfortable now and is getting back to her usual bitchy self. Our sincere thanks to everyone who has asked about our little fur ball and wished her well. We are extremely relieved that she is better.
May 14: Surgery
It is determined that Harley has a stomach blockage and has surgery for removal.
May 16: Home From Vet
We are happy to have our no longer sick, but sore kitty home.
Welcome Home, Harley! from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
May 20: Bandages Come Off...
So much more comfortable without bandages!
...And Then Back On
But, Harley is a dumb-ass and started chewing on her stitches, one of which broke off.
Kitty Shirt from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
May 25: To Vet For Suture Removal...But Then More Stitches Are Put In...Thus More Bandages
Due to stitch chewing, Harley has a gaping hole in her tummy that must be re-stitched.
Kitty in Bandages from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
May 31: To Vet For Bandage Removal...But Bandages Must Remain
Yep, still not healed. We proceed to re-bandage her at home approximately five times in the next 4 days. We are total pros at this point.
June 7th: Stitches Come Out
Harley is (finally) given a clean bill of health! Incision is healed up nicely!
Nine trips to the vet, four trips to the pharmacy for bandages, three rounds of antibiotics, and three-and-a-half weeks later the ordeal is finally over. She's so much more comfortable now and is getting back to her usual bitchy self. Our sincere thanks to everyone who has asked about our little fur ball and wished her well. We are extremely relieved that she is better.
Friday, May 20, 2011
bandages off = a whole new set of problems
I took Harley in to the vet today to get her bandages off. She's healing up great, so Dr. Block sent her home with a clean bill of health and a plan to remove the sutures on Wednesday.
Of course, it couldn't just be that easy.
Pretty much the second Harley came home, she started trying to pull her sutures out with her teeth. I called Dr. Block and he suggested that I make a little kitty shirt for her using the sleeve of a cotton t-shirt.
I love me a good DIY opportunity. :)
Needless to say, Harley Quinn is not happy about this new development, but I find it pretty damn hilarious.
Kitty Shirt from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
Of course, it couldn't just be that easy.
Pretty much the second Harley came home, she started trying to pull her sutures out with her teeth. I called Dr. Block and he suggested that I make a little kitty shirt for her using the sleeve of a cotton t-shirt.
I love me a good DIY opportunity. :)
Needless to say, Harley Quinn is not happy about this new development, but I find it pretty damn hilarious.
Kitty Shirt from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
the worst week ever vol. 1: sad kitty
Last Tuesday morning we woke up to my poor baby kitty, Harley Quinn, vomiting. I didn't think much of it because, hey, she's a cat and occasionally eats some non-food item (the vet called it a "dietary discretion") that causes her gastric distress. Unfortunately, this behavior continued, not only throughout the day, but the night and next day as well. Things started getting scary when it became obvious that she couldn't even keep water down and had not used the litter box in several hours.
Corban decided to take her to an emergency vet on Wednesday night. We ended up waiting there until past midnight, just to learn that her blood work came back clean and nothing showed up on the x-rays. They advised us to take her to a "real" vet if her symptoms continued, which, of course, they did.
This is how we found the coolest vet in the Dallas area. Dr. Block at Cottonwood Animal Clinic is the sweetest, most invested doctor I have ever met. He seems genuinely concerned for Harley's well-being. He did some doctor things that I will not go into here, ended up cutting open her stomach and found that her gall bladder was super inflamed. She later passed a bunch of bile, immediately after which she started feeling better.
We know that she felt better because she went from being sweet and compliant to trying to tear Dr. Block's face off. I picked her up yesterday and was so gratified and touched to find that she recognized my voice and face. When the vet tried to handle her, she was hissing and growling, but as soon as I started talking to her she meowed pitifully and snuggled close to my chest. She's home recovering now, no vomiting and with a renewed appetite. She is napping in my lap as I type.
Her shaved tummy and bandages look so silly, and are really freaking out her sister Ivy (a day later and she's still growling at poor Harley.) Still, she's got her spunk back and will get her bandages off on Friday, then her stitches next Wednesday, if all goes well.
Dr. Block was almost as happy as me to hear today that Harley is eating and seems to be better. We're still watching her, but I feel that after the crap storm that was last week, things are genuinely looking up. I'm just so grateful to have found such a great doctor and so so happy to have my baby back home and getting healthy.
I took a little video to show off my battered, but happy family (more about Corban in my next post.) I love these beings. ♥
Welcome Home, Harley! from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
Corban decided to take her to an emergency vet on Wednesday night. We ended up waiting there until past midnight, just to learn that her blood work came back clean and nothing showed up on the x-rays. They advised us to take her to a "real" vet if her symptoms continued, which, of course, they did.
This is how we found the coolest vet in the Dallas area. Dr. Block at Cottonwood Animal Clinic is the sweetest, most invested doctor I have ever met. He seems genuinely concerned for Harley's well-being. He did some doctor things that I will not go into here, ended up cutting open her stomach and found that her gall bladder was super inflamed. She later passed a bunch of bile, immediately after which she started feeling better.
We know that she felt better because she went from being sweet and compliant to trying to tear Dr. Block's face off. I picked her up yesterday and was so gratified and touched to find that she recognized my voice and face. When the vet tried to handle her, she was hissing and growling, but as soon as I started talking to her she meowed pitifully and snuggled close to my chest. She's home recovering now, no vomiting and with a renewed appetite. She is napping in my lap as I type.
Her shaved tummy and bandages look so silly, and are really freaking out her sister Ivy (a day later and she's still growling at poor Harley.) Still, she's got her spunk back and will get her bandages off on Friday, then her stitches next Wednesday, if all goes well.
Dr. Block was almost as happy as me to hear today that Harley is eating and seems to be better. We're still watching her, but I feel that after the crap storm that was last week, things are genuinely looking up. I'm just so grateful to have found such a great doctor and so so happy to have my baby back home and getting healthy.
I took a little video to show off my battered, but happy family (more about Corban in my next post.) I love these beings. ♥
Welcome Home, Harley! from Shertown Studios on Vimeo.
the worst week ever: prologue
Hello, blog-o-sphere! You know that saying "when it rains it pours"? If that's so, then last week was a freaking deluge at the Johnson household. The two biggest hits were my cat having to have emergency surgery and my husband being involved in a major car accident.
Scary, horrible, and traumatizing.
The amazing thing is, as many blows as we have taken, everything has ended in the best possible way. Everyone in my family (two legs and four) are healthy and happy, and that's all I could ever ask for. I am definitely a super duper lucky gal.
I'm going to dedicate a post to each of these two incidents. We have had so many wonderful family and friends wishing us well and giving us various kinds of support, I couldn't even begin to thank everybody. I've tried to give everyone the full stories, but in case I missed anyone or left anything out, everything will be here. :)
I'd like to give one more thank you to everyone who reads my little blog. It's such an emotional release to be able to put my life out there and know that someone, somewhere will read it. You guys rock!
Scary, horrible, and traumatizing.
The amazing thing is, as many blows as we have taken, everything has ended in the best possible way. Everyone in my family (two legs and four) are healthy and happy, and that's all I could ever ask for. I am definitely a super duper lucky gal.
I'm going to dedicate a post to each of these two incidents. We have had so many wonderful family and friends wishing us well and giving us various kinds of support, I couldn't even begin to thank everybody. I've tried to give everyone the full stories, but in case I missed anyone or left anything out, everything will be here. :)
I'd like to give one more thank you to everyone who reads my little blog. It's such an emotional release to be able to put my life out there and know that someone, somewhere will read it. You guys rock!
Saturday, March 12, 2011
I Would Like To Take A Moment...
...to discuss how truly adorable my cats are.
They are best when they are sleeping. :)
I'm a total cat lady, btw. In case you couldn't tell. Crazy cat ladies represent!
Friday, February 4, 2011
Dialect Meme
I decided to jump on the bandwagon and film my own version of the dialect meme that you've all probably seen going around. I studied linguistics in college and English dialects (micro dialects in particular) are completely fascinating to me. I would still love to get my masters in some kind of linguistic study.
Anyway, here's my video. Please ignore my makeup-less, frizzy-haired appearance. Corban and I just got in from playing in the snow.
Say these words:
Aunt, Route, Wash, Oil, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, Sure, Data, Ruin, Crayon, Toilet, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Spitting image, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Syrup, Pajamas, Caught
Now answer these questions:
What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
What is the bug that when you touch it, it curls into a ball?
What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?
What do you call gym shoes?
What do you say to address a group of people?
What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining?
What is the thing you change the TV channel with?
Aunt, Route, Wash, Oil, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, Sure, Data, Ruin, Crayon, Toilet, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Spitting image, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Syrup, Pajamas, Caught
Now answer these questions:
What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
What is the bug that when you touch it, it curls into a ball?
What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?
What do you call gym shoes?
What do you say to address a group of people?
What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining?
What is the thing you change the TV channel with?
Wow, I knew that I had an accent, but there it is in full force. I tried not to "refine" my speech as I often do when I am being recorded or meeting new people. I'm a southern girl and proud of it. Also, I definitely could not figure out where the "stop" button was for a moment. As you can plainly hear, my cat got the last word...as she always does.
I tried out my dad's old 1980-something Canon AE-1 while Corban and I enjoyed the winter wonderland...hopefully at least a few of the photos turned out and I will be able to post them in a week or so. :)
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