Of kitties and contusions

First off, I again apologize to anyone who reads this journal and the house journal. I won't often make crossposts like this, and I'll try to keep them from cluttering your Friendslist too much. Stuff that's purely house-related, like photos of the construction of the wild fauna, will only be posted over there, so it's still worth keeping them both Friended.

(PS: If you like my photos and my ramblings, honestly, you ought to be reading the other journal too. ;)

Anyhow, I had to bring over the Samantha report! Sammie has been spayed and she's doing great. In fact, she seems to be taking over the entire house, much to the other cats' chagrin.

This is Sammie ferociously defending the world from dirty socks.


This is Sammie inna pot inna box.


This is the rare and elusive Loch Ness Sammie. (Aka "my zoom feature sucks.")


This is Harley realizing that Sammie just OMG FLOPPED DOWN AGAINST HER O.O


Completely unrelated: if you read my tale of needle-inflicted woe at the doctor yesterday, here's the aftermath. I did promise photos...

Here's what an needle-mark should look like:


Here's my arm this morning, after I took the bandaid off:


And here's that evening, still all nice and juicy. Ugh.