Busy B

Anyways, I had a pretty busy evening yesterday. Raced home from work, got changed, loaded up momma cat and her kittens, and drove to the SPCA for our foster cat clinic. Mom got tested (was negative, yay!) and everyone got weighed (I have a baby scale at home, but it seems to be horribly inaccurate for some reason). The babies are almost a pound each - Little Gray is the heaviest, and was over a pound already.

I am in love with these kittens. I'm sad to have to give them up in a couple weeks! We have the option of taking them back from the other foster after we get back from vacation - I wonder if I can convince Marc to do it. ;)

We haven't named them - I'm horrible with names. Right now I'm just calling them "Little Brown," "Little Gray," "Little Fuzzball," and "Crazy Boy 1/2" (for the two rambunctious black ones).

So I took them to clinic and helped out with the other appointments until 6:30, then drove back home, dropped off the kitties, picked up Bandit, and it was off to agility class.

We had a few new people in class yesterday, and one of the new dogs is a Border Collie/Akita mix that is also named Bandit. That made things a little interesting. Like when the other Bandit was getting scolded, my Bandit would put his ears back like, "What did I do?"

Stupid dog did well in class, as would be expected. Lorie (jokingly, maybe) suggested I take a shot of whiskey before competing, to help calm my nerves. I actually might consider trying something (maybe not alcohol, heh) so that I don't feel like puking every time we compete. It's stupid, especially since I know it's not a big deal, and that it's really just for fun in the end. But I can't help but be a ball of nerves.

It was freezing last night too. The wind in Livermore was crazy, and I was lucky I thought to bring my sweatshirt at the last minute.

After class I went home, had dinner, played with the kittens for a little bit, and went to bed.