Animals that come from shelters frequently come with viral infections. So although I was hopeful our two little bits of purring fur would be spared, I was not surprised when Henry stopped eating Friday. We took him to the animal hospital Saturday and sure enough, he was dehydrated. They ran fluids under the skin and encouraged him to eat. They kept him at the clinic so that our other cats wouldn't be exposed. But as of this morning, he is still not eating. They were going to feed him via a tube. I don't know if poor Henry is going to make it or not. The other kitten, Duffy, had to go to the vet today because he has some drainage from his nose and left eye. He had 3 kinds of parasites, a viral infection, and a secondary bacterial infection. So he has been de-wormed and we have 2 medications to give him. He is a lot stronger than Henry so I expect he will recover. My worry is that the two older cats have been exposed to the viral infections. We shall see.
This is my favorite way to serve shrimp. I make it about once a month.
tablespoon vegetable oil
Andouille sausage, sliced ¼ inch thick
celery, chopped fine
1 red bell
pepper, stemmed, seeded, chopped fine
1 ½ cups
long grain white rice
ounce) can diced tomatoes, undrained
1 (8 ounce)
bottle clam juice
1 can (2
cups) chicken broth
large shrimp, peeled and deveined
minced fresh parsley
oil in a large Dutch oven over medium-high heat until shimmering.Add the Andouille and cook until lightly
browned, about 3 minutes.Transfer the
sausage to a paper towel lined late, leaving the fat in the pot.
onion, celery, garlic, and bell pepper to the fat in the pot and return to
medium heat.Cook, scrapping up any
browned bits, until the vegetables are softened, about 5 minutes.
Stir in the
rice, salt, and thyme and cook for 1 minute. Add the tomatoes, clam juice,
broth, sausage, and shrimp. Reduce heat to low, cover, and cook for 25 minutes,
Glory Monster by Sandra Alcosser Tipped goblets, the blue herons flap across the glassy pond. Two then four, they chase each other, then stop at the penciled shoreline to wrap their necks together. How like you, Iris, twisting your green stems in the grasses. Heron flowers, humid and patient as fists that spring to flying buttresses, stained cathedral naves. if I were to make a monster, Iris, to chase me, to suffocate in its bloom, it would be you. Here comes Iris marching across the pasture, waving her rapier skirt, twirling her caterpillar furs. Oh sing of the brevity of life and the ephemeral nature of pleasure, erotic and funereal anguish, dark rivered nectar. Once I lay by a bed of Iris and once by my dying father and each time I pressed my face against the damp and shriveling flesh.
Healthy breakfast and snack Water 3. Quilting Bind edges of quilt 4. Reading The Guns at Last Light by Rick Atkinson Three Dog Life by Anita Thomas Galveston and the Civil War by James M. Schmidt (I am a native Galvestonian and this book is giving me a perspective on the history of my hometown of which I had no idea.) Audio Book: John Quincy Adams by Harlow Giles Unger.
5. Cooking Shrimp Risotto Chicken Gumbo Corned Beef Hash Bake German Chocolate Cake for Paul's birthday party
6. Home Take care of kittens!
7. Personal Blog Make at least one pillow case Call church about immigrant children assistance
My poor old cats, Bandit aged 12 and the head cat and Misty aged 10 and paranoid, have had their peaceful lives invaded and upended by two tiny black kittens. They are adorable as only kittens can be, playing and napping and eating kitten chow and pooping in the litter box. Bandit is certain that there has been some dreadful mistake and Misty is sure they are zombie invaders so she has not come down from the attic. I suppose I should tell her that eventually they will be able to get to the attic too. The kittens are healthy and have had their baby shots and will be neutered in due time. In the meanwhile we are enjoying their sweet antics. They are both black males but that is where the similarity ends. Duffy is a week older and much more active; I've started calling him my "bullet cat" because he moves so fast. He is very loving and literally bounds up into my lap purring and rubbing. He loves to ride with me on my electric scooter. The other kitten, Prince Henry, is smaller and quieter. He loves to be on JMM's lap being gently stroked. It never fails to amaze me how much these little creatures fill my heart with love and happiness.