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Moth's been rushed to the vet again, but she's now back home and fine. She has a stomach bug. Signs you have built up trust in your pet:
Every day Moth has to have a thyroid pill. This is a recent development and she's been taking them for a week or more. I have to catch her, wrap her in a towel, prize open her jaws and shove the pill down her protest throat, while she does her level best to get out and/or send the pill somewhere I can't get to it. Then, once I am satisfied the pill is down her throat, I let her go and give her a good brush with the rabbit brush she likes so much. If she then spits the pill out, I let her win that round and don't try to pill her again.
She has now started reminding me of an evening that it is time for her pill. She then struggles against it as much as ever, but she doesn't try to avoid being caught or wrapped in the towel.

Since spiralsheep makes me feel I could link to more shiny things, here are some of mine:

The Monster Mine - This is a science fiction story from Project Gutenburg Australia (which is a wonderful site in its own right: check it out. It was first published in August 1845. In it, the writer discusses the future use of 'aerial machines' for carrying cargo overseas, the ubiquitous use of electricity and paper money being replaced by electronic cash. In 1845. Be warned; the writer uses 'natives' and 'ouran-outans' as synonyms.

Bone Crushing Experiments Yield Better Protective Gear features a custom-made machine which whumps bones to see what happens to your skeleton if you're hit really hard. It is something I can see Sherlock Holmes finding very shiny.

Banana Marugoto. It is banana, wrapped in custard, wrapped in cream, wrapped in a waffle. And then sliced.

The Mycroft Poppins Series, Episodes 1-5 The link is to number five in the series, but the first four episodes are linked to at the top. It is a series of pictures of Mycroft Poppins the Magical Nanny looking after Sherlock and John. The word 'cracktastic' springs to mind.

The clinic that oversees my migraine treatment, the City of London Migraine Clinic is in deep financial trouble. They undercharge for their services (their suggested donation is too low to cover costs) so they're begging for enough funds to carry on. They were the main push that got me into the pain clinic and thus a reason behind my being remarkably sane for someone who gets anywhere from one to three full-blown migraines every day. I am short of funds, having splurged on going to London to see a play with ruthi, but I will scrape together what I can.

I like living within sight of a farm. I can see the farming year going by, even if I need binoculars for most of it, and even with binoculars I am not really impinging on privacy since people are still little stick figures. The sheep wander from field to field. Today there was a yellow digger. I've no idea what the farm is called, but I like it being there.

There was a comedy thingy on Radio Four, which I missed most of, but it ended up with a nasty slap in the face for me. A joke that had a punchline including the words 'you stupid cow'. Well, thanks for that, Radio Four. Women have traditionally been seen as being stupid, and this was a reminder that we're often still seen that way, in jokes and sketch shows. It's only three words, but there's so much history behind those three words, they really hurt. The song before that sounded like it may have been advocating violence against men, which I am not keen either.

Moth's tending to not sleep through the night so much and be more keen on sleeping through the day. It makes it awkward to give her medicine. When I was getting up every dawn, medicating her was easy. Perhaps I should start setting a wake-up alarm again.

Trout, fennel, lemon zest (not juice), carrots and almonds go together really, really, really well.

If you're going to claim not to be a troll, why randomly put in a gender slur and then hang a lantern on it? There's also been someone kicked from a community I am in, for being a leeeeedle too racist-trollish, so I went to their LJ to check them out, and urgh. There were some very not nice racist things in their journal. I am so glad to see them gone. They'd jumped into the conversation and were replying to *everything* anyone said on cultural appropriation, doing everything on the Derailing for Dummies website, from raising other subjects, to 'whites have it bad too'. Someone else pulled a 'this discussion is too academic' and 'we need to be colour blind'. It was like all of RaceFail 09 in one post.