So much has gone on recently I feel at a loss where to begin.
I’ll start with the less pleasant news; I’m unable to adopt the lovely Ragdoll kitten I’ve been gushing about for the last several weeks. Turns out my “slight” allergy to cats has grown rather more severe. After a night at a friend’s house without ever being in the same room as his two cats, I broke out in hives from merely sleeping on his sofa, which had been thoroughly vacuumed recently. Needless to say, I can’t bring a feline home to stay if I’m getting hives from such minimal contact with cat hair and dander. I’m quite upset, compounded more by the fact that the hives have still yet to completely disappear. Thankfully, for the most part I no longer itch.
In other news, I’m gearing up for class to begin next week. I’ve taken the entire week off work so as to have as few distractions as possible. Of course, let us not gloss over the added bonus of my maiden voyage into paid vacations. The fact that I’m getting paid not to go to work is quite thrilling all on its own! Other highlights of the week include Yara’s follow-up at the vet to be weighed once again and my grandparents coming for dinner.
On the subject of my canine companion, I’m both annoyed and proud of her. She’s doing reasonably well in terms of eating, so I’m somewhat complacent about that. But while she has amazed me with some recent traffic checks, including one involving a fire truck, she’s slipped into a really strange habit while crossing intersections that is starting to quite honestly scare me. I’m not entirely sure what’s the cause or even when it all really began, but lately her new habit while crossing streets seems to be that of either walking so fast and pulling so hard she nearly drags me along or not really moving at all. I’m quite stumped and have already given Fidelco a ring about the matter. So we’ll see.
Still it’s worthwhile to mention that we had some really scary awesome traffic checks the last few weeks. It rained so hard one day that the water rushing down the street near my apartment was up to my knees and flowing downtown like a river, but it didn’t really bother Yara much as we practically swam across. I think she was a bit confused at the curb, or lack thereof, and she was far from pleased about the actually being wet thing. A few days afterward at the very same crossing we were very abruptly cut off mid-crossing by a speeding fire truck. I’m not really sure what was up with the that as there was no siren, but Yara didn’t falter a bit and did her best to stop me and push me back like the smart girl she is. We also got to cross a street near my office while not one, or two, nor three, but four tractor trailers zoomed by parallel to us. Quite honestly I think I was more bothered than Yara was, but I still am haunted by the memory of Dolly being startled beyond comfort in the middle of a similar type crossing.
All in all, it’s been a busy while around these parts.
EDIT: Oh, I forgot to mention and I don’t have a photo to showcase at the moment, but Yara’s gotten way darker. Almost all of her has turned black where before she was more sable. Her legs and belly have gone from gray to tan with big black stripes and her hind feet and neck have gotten so dark that the gray fur still visible looks almost white. It’s really wild. I assume it’s due to her loosing her undercoat, but it’s such a remarkable difference.