cellio | yurts, cat

I got mail from another school class looking to build a yurt. Did some education journal just run an article on yurts or something? These are ninth-graders in Albuqueque, so it's probably just a coincidence. (I'm out of the loop on tent supplies. Where do people buy canvas these days? I mean raw materials, not prepared tent parts.)

I dropped Baldur off at the vet around 7:30 this morning. Around 9:30 I got a call saying everything had gone fine. That was much faster than I expected. And the good vet of years past called; I'm glad he was the one to take care of him. (This was the vet I saw regularly until his hours completely shifted to weekdays and the more-distant location.) I can pick him up between 4 and 7; given weather forecasts and traffic, I think I will aim for earlier rather than later.

Ironically, Erik is finishing a round of antibiotics and Baldur is about to start a round (for the gingivitis that led to the dental treatment). So the pill-in-canned-food exercise is just going to shift one cat over, it seems. Baldur has been jealous of Erik getting special treatment, so now it's his turn. I wonder if I can head off any sickness in Embla that might be looming by just giving her the good stuff too?

The form I had to fill out when I dropped him off asked me to rate (good/fair/poor) several factors, including "appetite". I decided against writing in "enthusiastic". I do have hopes that simply hiding a pill in his food will work, though; with Erik I've had to crush them and mix them in. Baldur resembles a vacuum cleaner when eating, so I might get lucky.

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