instagramming my daily life
When he hears the shower turn off, Baxter will scratch at the bathroom door, asking to come in. He loves to lay on the drippy bathroom rug while one of his humans is drying off, and he starts purring at maximum volume if that human then covers him with their damp towel.
Seeing Connor with Baxter this morning reminded me of a similar vignette nine years ago as he stood at this same window with Mei.
I miss that kitty. Come to think of it, sometimes I miss that toddler, too.
Baxter got to visit the vet today, and I have never seen him so freaked out. He was jumping at every sound and smell, and didn’t even want to stay in my arms (or on my shoulders). He got two vaccines today, plus the vet looked in his eyes and ears and mouth and even where the sun don’t shine.
The good news is that he’s a healthy kitty — and hopefully he’ll be even healthier after we start feeding him his expensive new kibble to fix his tummy troubles. The bad news is that he was so scared he pissed in his cat carrier. Poor kitty.
Admiring the weather in between classes.
Enjoyed lunch with my coworkers out in the fresh air today.