Big girls don't do cry

My little girl is growing up. I do believe Georgie has her first UTI:

1. Frequent alert crying way more than usual,
2. straining to urinate,
3. obvious discomfort when urinating,
4. frequent urination without passing much urine (between 9:30am and 10:30am we visited the litter box three four five times),
5. licking her "business" after each trip to the litter box.

:( Phooey. I shall be working from home tomorrow so that I can call the vet and say, "please dope up my kid so she's not sad anymore." The one amusing part about all of this is that this morning I instructed Georgie to tell me EVERY time she goes downstairs to use the box and she has kept her end of the bargain so well that I've moved a litter box up here and shut the basement door. She understands my English.

In other kitty news:

Flying Ripley

Laziest treat-eating Allie evah

One more thing, no Sunday Garden Party this week because nothing new is blooming outside. How about a squirrel instead?



Rest of the absolutely adorable chippy-squirrel images are at flickr. Sorry they're blurry. A combo of taking the photo through the kitchen window and only a 3x zoom will do that...