Guess who's got ringworm now?

You got it.

And not just me, but the Prodigal's girlfriend as well.

Mine is on the heel of my hand where Woolly Bear clawed the dickens out of me when he got trapped in one of the holes in the plastic crates I use for storage and I tried to get him out. I'm not sure where the girlfriend's is but it does involve lowering her trousers.

I was right!

I think it was at their first visit to the vet that I asked the gender of the kittens. Very early on, I'd looked and decided there were two boys and five girls. The Prodigal Son kept insisting there were six girls and one boy. Well, the vet sided with my son, so I haven't bothered checking again. I mean, surely the vet can tell better than I, right?

Not so much.

I picked up the kindle yesterday and the vet told me Stash was the biggest kitten, weighing in at 3.8 pounds. I commented I would have expected Woolly Bear to be the biggest since he was a male. That's when the vet told me Stash was a male as well. Will wonders never cease?

Saints preserve! The sun came out today!

It's not a myth after all. But it's not the sun I took snaps of on my way home from work. It was the clouds.

Everything is still grey

I'm beginning to doubt there is such a thing as the sun. I think it is a story we are told, a legend to wile away the hours. It has certainly become an elusive thing if it is real and not just imaginings.

Oh, well.

I've changed to the "new" Blogger which doesn't mean much since I host my blog at my own web site. It will be interesting to see what breaks now when the folks who offer this service "fix" things.

Oh, well.

Work has been a bitch. I've been busy learning something new. Like everything else in life, the folks at the office waited until virtually the last minute to decide I could do the job and they really didn't need to hire someone to come in and do it. So now we're cramming a year's worth of training into one month so the outside engineer can go home where he hasn't been since before I started working here.

Oh, well.

The kittens are recovering nicely from their bout of ringworm. Missing fur is growing back. They've discovered climbing and racing through the house like cats out of hell. They so enjoy being kittens.

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