So I went back to see Nadia the Gym Nazi this morning after an eight week absence.
I think we all know how well that turned out.
I had to eat three pumpkin muffins just to ease the pain.
And speaking of pain (I really needed a segue), I had to to go the pharmacy yesterday to buy Monistat for my cat.
Those are words I never thought I’d type all in the same sentence.
I’m positive the lady behind the counter thought, “Riiiight, for the cat. Uh-huh. Sure, lady. If that’s what you need to say to get treated for your ‘condition’, then go right ahead.”
Anyway, after $160 at the vet yesterday, we’re unsure the cat has ringworm, but we’re going to treat him as though he does for the next three weeks until the test comes back from the lab.
And I get to keep a tube of Monistat in the kitchen windowsill.
For that, he deserves the Cone of Shame.
Have a nice day.
P.S. Travis has the flu. Could you please say a prayer of healing for him? Thank you.