Kittens

Small problem, outlined below. Suggestions welcome.

Teabringer found some kittens under the back deck (again). He's a soft touch, and they had the cogged eyes Odin's kittens had, and we had ointment left, so he made them see.

I think he was the first thing two of them saw. He called me while I was out, and told me they were at the back door, scratching and yowling for him. They wouldn't go back to their mother. They are horribly underweight and underdeveloped. One still needs hand fed.

I built them a temporary pen in the basement for tonight. Tim is down there with them now. Odin and Loki are happier now the kittens aren't scratching the back door, and Tim is happier not to have a house full of upset cats. However, this is not a long term solution.

This can't continue. The kittens are cute (they are, after all, kittens). One black, one black and white and one a mix of beautiful browns and oranges. If you would like an almost weened kitten, call me tonight or tomorrow morning. Otherwise they go to the humane society. Unless someone has a better plan.

Turns out the light at the end of the tunnel isn't a train coming the other way

So I've been quite stressed. I think most of you caught that, but I'm actually winding down a bunch of things now, and I'm feeling much better about the world in general. I even had my ten o'clock appointment cancel this afternoon, so I can sleep in a little tomorrow.

The market has gone well in general. Two more Saturdays left. Despite the minor hiccup that was last Saturday, I think I did everything I could as well as I could do it. There are bigger and better plans for next year; I'm already in meetings to arrange them.

CLB is still offering an interesting opportunity. I'm going to go and play with some stuff on Thursday and see if I can make it tick. They won't want too much extra work yet, but I want to have the research lined up anyway.

The Triangle - otherwise known as the job I love to hate, has a meeting on Thursday. In the words of my Vegetable Journalist Friend, I believe I need to fire myself. It's a waste of my time and their money. I'm getting an interim report finished along with media, customer and member databases, as well as a projected marketing plan to take them through January. I can't do any more than that. The Jaguar event was exactly as I feared it would be: lots of people, very few customers. They can't keep spending funds on things like that. I hate the waste.

I crave fiction - both writing and reading. It's beginning to return to me, and I feel like it's spring for my mind. I often feel that way in the fall, but I'm so looking forward to time next month. I have short stories to go back into circulation, a novel to finish, Belinda to re-send, and a new comic project to start. Draws Stuff and I are going to be busy and having fun with this one. No pages in which we will be shutting our eyes as we complete them. Black's Magic is still at three potential homes. I think B is down to one now (I suspect the mail never got there). I had two articles in Uptown this month and they even looked quite pretty.

Meanwhile, I have been absorbing myself in game - probably a little too much. V is on the up and up, but my true joy at the moment is the brokenness of my Ashes Ghoul. She seems to drift into my thoughts the same way Simon did back when I started Black's Magic. I suspect I could write some awesome fiction with her, but I don't think it would be too publishable, given it's dependency on the WW universe. Maybe something to read for WUTA on a quiet night.

Fencing was great. I need to get back to that too.

My Student won an award at the Literacy Round table Banquet. I'm proud of both of them. The both Aced their tests, and are testing out higher than I had placed them after a year. That means their progress is more than a grade level in the year. I hope they stick at it. Classes are tomorrow.

There was some discussion about "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime" at the dinner. Apparently is was bought for all the high school students in U City and is causing a lot of controversy. It has profanity in it (which I had totally forgotten about), and apparently some of the teachers don't believe the students can relate to it. I am throughly confused. This is one of the best books I have read, it allows issues to be brought up that are usually avoided in a classroom environment. It's a quick and easy read, so no trouble for the slower students, it has challenging concepts for the brightest of them. I'll be going in to talk to one of the board members about it tomorrow. Hopefully he has read it now, and will stand more of a chance of seeing the other side of the coin. But perhaps the current novel is skewing me away from those who wish to protect their children as long as they can.