DJ is making snickerdoodles in the kitchen, from whence I type to you now. (That's an awesome sentence. Say it out loud and don't laugh. Impossible.) Anyway, why is Deej always baking when you get blog updates? He's a master baker, that's why. He says the best thing about vegan baking is that you can eat the dough without concerns of salmonella. Wuenderbar! That alone should make everyone want to go vegan right now. By the way, how is the food thing going in Africa? And I was thinking about this today: when you come home, should I make you a big, American feast, full of all the stuff you aren't eating in Kenya? Or would you like for me to try my best at imitating African food, and cook you up your Kenyan dishes?
Today, Edgar went to the vet to get his teeth cleaned. In order to do dental work on a kitty, one must put the kitty under anesthesia. (Because, really, who wants to scrape the plaque off the teeth of a combative cat?) So Edgar was knocked out for most of the day. And while they had him asleep, they shaved his underside, too. (Per my request, of course.) DJ made a good point that it would be super-weird to go to sleep, wake up, and then have minty-fresh breath and a naked belly. Woah, man! Needless to say, he's looking a little funny now. Especially because they had to shave a part of his front leg in order to put in the IV. So imagine Edgar with a pink belly flopping around and a leg that's normally furry, save the three inches in the middle that are completely bald.
While he was there, the vet did pre-anesthesia blood work to make sure his kitty kidneys and liver were functioning correctly; they called me a few hours after I dropped him off and said that one of the white cell counts came back low, meaning that they would need to run a feline leukemia/AIDS test on him. Oh, I was so scared...and I was sitting at a school, doing a lunchroom visit, when they called--so I could do nothing else but fidget and worry for the hour it took them to call back. Luckily, everything came back negative, so no kitty cancers in our tiny friend. Good thing!
All right, so I've realized that I just spent the last 15 minutes telling you all about my cat. And I think you're one of the only people I know who probably wouldn't find that annoying. (Thanks for that.)
Everything else not Edgar-related is also going well. Work is fine and about to finish, at least for six weeks. I don't have to teach this Spring quarter, so even if they need me to teach in the Summer, I still have off for a month and a half, starting May 15th. Hoo-rah!
The big Forest Park Earth Day festival is coming up this weekend. DJ and I are working at the St. Louis Animal Rights Team information booth, preaching the good word about veganism. Can I get an AMEN?! Other than that, I don't think there are any big plans. Ooh, wait! I forgot about DJ's art show. He entered a student competition/show held by his school, and he got in. So on Friday we get to go act like art snobs and attend the opening gala. I don't think the school is really calling it a gala, by the way. But I sure as hell am. I hope there's bubbly.
I'm off to eat snickerdoodles.
xo, Alex
P.S. Tell me about the safari!
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