The poor receptionist at the vet's had never seen such a convoluted way of paying an account.
Some cash, one credit card at the desk, one credit card over the phone. All the family chipped in to get the cat out of hock. Is he grateful? Hasn't spoken to me in four hours. He checked the mohair, filthy look because I'd washed it. Checked the tennis balls, filthy look because I'd piled them in a pyramid. Toured his garden domain, filthy look because the vet clipped his claws and he couldn't dig a deep enough hole. As if half way to China wouldn't do instead of straight through to the centre of the earth, I mean he's not an elephant and he never puts the dirt back anyway.
Just as I was congratulating myself on my computer skills, latest is setting up gmail, I found out I'd emailed myself. Pride goeth and all that. I've ditched NineMSN which I hate but kept hotmail which is just as bad but I'm going to put that on the blog as soon as I figure out how not to crash everything. Everything is installed and uninstalled. I may start signing myself 'N' the rest of the 'erd' will follow in good time. I even joined Library thing.
The book meme has certainly done the rounds and my prize for best answer came from Boysenberry. His answer to one book you wished had never been written.......Dianetics by L. Ron Hubbard or is it Ron L. (for loopy). Apologies to all the 'ologists' out there, give it up, you'll go blind.
I'm now going to risk life and limb by giving the cat his antibiotic. It's liquid, comes in a little syringe which goes in the side of his mouth. So simple says the vet. If I was getting that much money I'd find it simple too.