Introducing Betty White

[tarasgirl06]

So he showed up about ten minutes to noon. Now an hour later and he's still working on the replacement. I'm not sure why it's taking so long. Something about a missing piece. But he speaks broken English and I'm just trying to stay out of his hair and let him do his thing.

But I want to switch out Betty's plates. I want to get my own lunch. And I'm going to want to poop in peace sometime soon. Nothing urgent yet. But I did just finish my coffee. So it will hit bottom (pun intended) sooner or later.

Betty is curled tightly into the office cave with her paw over her face. I don't blame her. If I could fit, I'd join her in there.

If the guy is paid hourly, you're not the only one thinking about the bottom line.
I know! WHAT takes these supposedly trained professionals SO LONG??? Well, I think I just answered that question . REALLY HOPE he's figured it out by now/obtained the "missing piece"/FIXED IT. I'm sure we're not the ones that have wasted our absolutely worthless time *heavy sarcasm intended* because someone isn't doing their job. Though I wouldn't want any of these jobs, I'd really be interested in knowing how these people are trained to lead us down the rabbit hole and stress us out, take time off our lives, and otherwise act like drumpf lackeys

 

[daftcat75]

He finished up about twenty minutes after that last post. Even Betty was getting impatient by then. Her tummy must have turned the corner. She was yelling at me while I was warming her portion up. I put down a small mound of rabbit on the plate with her regular I/D-A/D mess. She followed me over for the plating. Yep, she was hungry. Sniffed the rabbit and moved on. Sniffed the chicken, "yeah okay." She started to dig in and then she was done. She took all of about three bites. Well, that was better than earlier when I had to feed her off the carpet. I decided I was going to head out (now that I was no longer under house arrest) and pick up some chips and salsa for the World Series Game 1 tonight. Just as I'm sitting down to finally in , Betty went into her bathroom ("show off!") and came out with an appetite. She cleared half the plate and then went to her usual front room cave for her after lunch nap. Since I finally had a functional door lock again, I went out for two errands and came back to a clean plate. Except the rabbit pile. I guess she had her fill of rabbit for the month. If I had to venture a guess, I would say she was too warm and comfortable in bed with me on a cold morning, and she missed her hunger window to jump down and eat breakfast before her tummy went sour. The rabbit, the treat, and later, a couple of carpet morsels likely settled her stomach and got her back to eating again.

I think the property management reduced the number of maintenance guys they keep on staff. The guy who worked on my door was nice as could be and all apologies about how long it took and also how long it took just to get to it today. He also told me there was something like seven units now who have had issues with these door units. I'm guessing if they had spares, it probably wasn't that many. So they are talking with the manufacturer and maybe I'll get a replacement unit. Or maybe I'll just keep the old school key lock. Who knows? I guess I'll be making up spares for my run pocket and the cat sitter until property management decides what they are going to do about mine and the other broken doors.

 

[tarasgirl06]

He finished up about twenty minutes after that last post. Even Betty was getting impatient by then. Her tummy must have turned the corner. She was yelling at me while I was warming her portion up. I put down a small mound of rabbit on the plate with her regular I/D-A/D mess. She followed me over for the plating. Yep, she was hungry. Sniffed the rabbit and moved on. Sniffed the chicken, "yeah okay." She started to dig in and then she was done. She took all of about three bites. Well, that was better than earlier when I had to feed her off the carpet. I decided I was going to head out (now that I was no longer under house arrest) and pick up some chips and salsa for the World Series Game 1 tonight. Just as I'm sitting down to finally in , Betty went into her bathroom ("show off!") and came out with an appetite. She cleared half the plate and then went to her usual front room cave for her after lunch nap. Since I finally had a functional door lock again, I went out for two errands and came back to a clean plate. Except the rabbit pile. I guess she had her fill of rabbit for the month. If I had to venture a guess, I would say she was too warm and comfortable in bed with me on a cold morning, and she missed her hunger window to jump down and eat breakfast before her tummy went sour. The rabbit, the treat, and later, a couple of carpet morsels likely settled her stomach and got her back to eating again.

I think the property management reduced the number of maintenance guys they keep on staff. The guy who worked on my door was nice as could be and all apologies about how long it took and also how long it took just to get to it today. He also told me there was something like seven units now who have had issues with these door units. I'm guessing if they had spares, it probably wasn't that many. So they are talking with the manufacturer and maybe I'll get a replacement unit. Or maybe I'll just keep the old school key lock. Who knows? I guess I'll be making up spares for my run pocket and the cat sitter until property management decides what they are going to do about mine and the other broken doors.

That's good that you got it fixed and that the guy was nice. I'd stick with the tried and true, but of course you have to go with what they choose.
Good on Betty!Hope she's all settled and can enjoy dinner and *THE GAME!!!**She doesn't need to worry about this. WE HAVE OHTANI*Hope you got in a good supply of chips and salsa. You'll need 'em.

 

[Stormy accepts you]

There’s a game tonight? Is it that one where the guy has to get the touchdown at the ball net with the bases?

 

[daftcat75]

That's good that you got it fixed and that the guy was nice. I'd stick with the tried and true, but of course you have to go with what they choose.
Good on Betty!Hope she's all settled and can enjoy dinner and *THE GAME!!!**She doesn't need to worry about this. WE HAVE OHTANI*Hope you got in a good supply of chips and salsa. You'll need 'em.

I was going to say I don't have a dog in this race. But my formerly vegan sensibilities suggested I choose another phrase. So I don't have a cat in either corner? No, not boxing. Sleeping. Or sleeping in boxes.

I'm calling this the 2Pac/Biggie World Series even though these teams never faced each other during that rivalry. I'm just looking forward to watching some good baseball.

 

[daftcat75]

There’s a game tonight? Is it that one where the guy has to get the touchdown at the ball net with the bases?

Considering the scoring and scores both of these teams had in their respective previous round, this description is not that far off the mark.

 

[daftcat75]

We got ourselves a Yankers Smoggers series.

 

[tarasgirl06]

We got ourselves a Yankers Smoggers series.
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*WOW*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[daftcat75]

Did not get an accurate reading today. Even if you add the positive and negative reading (i.e. tare it while she’s in basket and take the reading after she’s left), that’s too much. I’m calling her stable and we’ll try again next week.

Too dumbstruck by the readings to get the usual blep and overhead shots.

After she left I couldn’t even get an accurate reading on a dumbbell. A 10 lb was reading 9.8 when it usually reads 9.98. Maybe the batteries need changing? I have a week to figure it out.

 

[tarasgirl06]

Did not get an accurate reading today. Even if you add the positive and negative reading (i.e. tare it while she’s in basket and take the reading after she’s left), that’s too much. I’m calling her stable and we’ll try again next week.
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Too dumbstruck by the readings to get the usual blep and overhead shots.

After she left I couldn’t even get an accurate reading on a dumbbell. A 10 lb was reading 9.8 when it usually reads 9.98. Maybe the batteries need changing? I have a week to figure it out.

That's SO bizarre. Be sure to let us know what it turns out to be, okay? both on Ms. Betty's weigh-in and on what's going on with the scale. Yeah, batteries would be my first guess, too. Not on Betty. On the machine.

 

[daftcat75]

Betty had a sour tummy spit at lunchtime today. I wasn't that late (ten or twenty minutes) to her lunch. There was the tiniest wisp of hair in an otherwise yellow-ish to clear spit. I couldn't call it a hairball. And there wasn't any yowling before it. But she also hasn't touched lunch yet. Who knows what that was? But it will probably resolve in time for dinner.

 

[tarasgirl06]

Betty had a sour tummy spit at lunchtime today. I wasn't that late (ten or twenty minutes) to her lunch. There was the tiniest wisp of hair in an otherwise yellow-ish to clear spit. I couldn't call it a hairball. And there wasn't any yowling before it. But she also hasn't touched lunch yet. Who knows what that was? But it will probably resolve in time for dinner.

Really hoping so! That kind of thing just happens sometimes. I've never figured out the "why" except to say -- "because CATS."

 

[daftcat75]

Stable-ish: 9.04

Heading to LA tomorrow morning for a quick brunch with the fam before the world burns on Tuesday. I’m nervous about the return flight. I’m landing at 5:30 (if the flight is on time) and her dinner and meds time is usually 5. Add to that the time change tonight (which even though it works in my favor this time is also a source of stress), and her dinner and meds will be a couple hours late. At least. She’ll be okay for a few hours. But I don’t like it. Maybe I’ll put a little extra in her lunch feeder.

Anyway, back when I used to travel more often, sometimes one or two trips a month, I tried to clean the apartment before I left. It was always nice coming back to a clean home. So I guess I know what I’ll be doing this morning before the taproom.

 

[tarasgirl06]

Stable-ish: 9.04
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Heading to LA tomorrow morning for a quick brunch with the fam before the world burns on Tuesday. I’m nervous about the return flight. I’m landing at 5:30 (if the flight is on time) and her dinner and meds time is usually 5. Add to that the time change tonight (which even though it works in my favor this time is also a source of stress), and her dinner and meds will be a couple hours late. At least. She’ll be okay for a few hours. But I don’t like it. Maybe I’ll put a little extra in her lunch feeder.

Anyway, back when I used to travel more often, sometimes one or two trips a month, I tried to clean the apartment before I left. It was always nice coming back to a clean home. So I guess I know what I’ll be doing this morning before the taproom.

Adorable pix! Is Betty directing some thoughts there in the 3rd and 4th pix? *I agree, Ms. B.*
SAFE JOURNEYS and hope the brunch goes well. Glad you didn't try to come down for the parade as the night before was chaos and mayhem. My roomie was talking about going but I cautioned her. Better safe than sorry, with all the crazies and yes, the virus IS still a thing. I used to love parties & crowds but yeah, this is far too people-y for me. They ain't gonna pay the bills if anyone gets hurt, after all.
A little extra for Betty sounds like a good insurance policy. A clean apartment does, too.
And yeah, my guts are water right now and sleep? What's that? I do generally like the longer nights, but right now, it feels more like impending doom. And we definitely are doing our very best to avert that, aren't we? OF COURSE.

 

[daftcat75]

Finally did the one thing I really wanted to do. Put down the carpet pad to get rid of the crumples and bumps. So far so good. But time and use will tell if that pad holds.

 

[tarasgirl06]

Finally did the one thing I really wanted to do. Put down the carpet pad to get rid of the crumples and bumps. So far so good. But time and use will tell if that pad holds.
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It looks like Ms. Betty has no complaints!

 

[daftcat75]

From about 2am on this morning, I couldn’t sleep. I woke up and saw 2:00 am and thought is this the first or second time we’ve been here tonight. Daylight Saving Time is so whacky. By 4am, Betty was getting hungry. Remember her usual breakfast time is 5 which it was when the clock read 4. By 4:15 I said, “fluff it! Let’s split the difference. The sooner I give her morning meds and breakfast the sooner we can get back to third sleep. Or whatever sleep we were on this morning. Besides. She doesn’t actually eat breakfast at 5. I think partly her meds need to kick in and mostly she just adores third sleep cheek to cheek with me. I wanted her to have time enough to roll her off me by 6 and have her eat her breakfast before my second alarm went off at 6:15 or 6:30. I did and she did. It seems we took the extra hour last night in third sleep. Woke at 6:30. Puttered around the bathroom and eventually shower and on my way out the door. Sure enough. Betty was under the bookcase thinking “something’s off with the morning routine. We must be going to the vet.” I gave her her post-breakfast dental treat, with the usual hemp oil topping. I gave her some scritches and tried to reassure her she wasn’t going to the vet and I was coming back tonight. Changed out her breakfast plate with her lunch timed feeder. Opened up the blinds and put on the cat rock and out the door I went. I thought I was ridiculously early leaving home just after 7am for an 8:40 flight. Turned out it was a leisurely pace with little downtime after I got through TSA. The flight is empty. There can’t be more than a couple dozen of us. I’m never flying the holidays again. This is how I want to commute if I am going to do the airbus for a family brunch. I would like to practice road trips with Betty though in case I ever need to stay a night.

Wheels down. That completes the first leg of today. Already looking forward to an evening beer with Betty on my return.

 

[tarasgirl06]

From about 2am on this morning, I couldn’t sleep. I woke up and saw 2:00 am and thought is this the first or second time we’ve been here tonight. Daylight Saving Time is so whacky. By 4am, Betty was getting hungry. Remember her usual breakfast time is 5 which it was when the clock read 4. By 4:15 I said, “fluff it! Let’s split the difference. The sooner I give her morning meds and breakfast the sooner we can get back to third sleep. Or whatever sleep we were on this morning. Besides. She doesn’t actually eat breakfast at 5. I think partly her meds need to kick in and mostly she just adores third sleep cheek to cheek with me. I wanted her to have time enough to roll her off me by 6 and have her eat her breakfast before my second alarm went off at 6:15 or 6:30. I did and she did. It seems we took the extra hour last night in third sleep. Woke at 6:30. Puttered around the bathroom and eventually shower and on my way out the door. Sure enough. Betty was under the bookcase thinking “something’s off with the morning routine. We must be going to the vet.” I gave her her post-breakfast dental treat, with the usual hemp oil topping. I gave her some scritches and tried to reassure her she wasn’t going to the vet and I was coming back tonight. Changed out her breakfast plate with her lunch timed feeder. Opened up the blinds and put on the cat rock and out the door I went. I thought I was ridiculously early leaving home just after 7am for an 8:40 flight. Turned out it was a leisurely pace with little downtime after I got through TSA. The flight is empty. There can’t be more than a couple dozen of us. I’m never flying the holidays again. This is how I want to commute if I am going to do the airbus for a family brunch. I would like to practice road trips with Betty though in case I ever need to stay a night.
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Wheels down. That completes the first leg of today. Already looking forward to an evening beer with Betty on my return.

YAY!!!
Yeah, I usually sail through time change, but last night I didn't and one of the times when I got up, I looked out the window and couldn't understand what was so disorienting about outside. Then I went to another window and opened the French doors and got it. That wet stuff? That's RAIN.It's been so long I can't really remember the last time. We got a good enough soaking that I won't have to water on *ulp* Tuesday
Hoping Betty is enjoying her lunch, that you have a good visit with the parental units and safe journeys, and that that BWB (Beer With Betty, of course) is all you want it to be. Yeah, that's definitely the way to go on the flight plans!

 

[daftcat75]

We were supposed to begin boarding five minutes ago and we don’t even have a plane yet. We’re at least a deplaning and hopefully not a gate change (unless it gets us boarded faster) away from even getting off the ground. So much for that on time departure.

This return flight is looking considerably more full than the departing flight.

Betty’s feeder looks empty on the camera. I can’t locate her. She must be sleeping in the office where I am still lacking a good camera to watch her cave.

Okay. Here’s the plane. Still have to deplane and do the between flight straightening up. 4:19 is our new expected departure. I’m going to say that’s closer to 4:30. That puts me back with Betty around 7. Which is 8 as far as is concerned. Dinner meds and dinner will be delayed 3 hours from her normal.

 

[tarasgirl06]

We were supposed to begin boarding five minutes ago and we don’t even have a plane yet. We’re at least a deplaning and hopefully not a gate change (unless it gets us boarded faster) away from even getting off the ground. So much for that on time departure.

This return flight is looking considerably more full than the departing flight.

Betty’s feeder looks empty on the camera. I can’t locate her. She must be sleeping in the office where I am still lacking a good camera to watch her cave.

Okay. Here’s the plane. Still have to deplane and do the between flight straightening up. 4:19 is our new expected departure. I’m going to say that’s closer to 4:30. That puts me back with Betty around 7. Which is 8 as far as is concerned. Dinner meds and dinner will be delayed 3 hours from her normal.

Hoping that things have improved in just this short time and that you'll very soon be winging your way safely and smoothly to BWB Land. *And if it is that late, maybe some extras. On both counts.*