Image 1 — A girl can dream…
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A girl can dream…

In the right light, if you squint a little… do you sometimes imagine that your house cat looks like a Pallas’ cat?

Meet Chloe. The body is round. The tail is bushy. She’s got a metric ton of floof and the cattitude to match, like Polly’s. Her coloration even matches her environment, making her the perfect ambush predator, like Zelenogorsk. Her love of chimken is matched only by that of the Holy Groosh. If it weren’t for her pointy ears and slit pupils, I think she could pass - at a distance. What do you think?

Show off your faux manuls! No photoshop please, just untouched images of your own untamed beasties that caught your eye and touched your heart like a manul!

u/Writiste — 3 days ago

She lies!

We learned DoNotTheCat the hard way! Especially when her body language *looks* so much like an open-armed invitation to us clueless humans. And in a way, that’s even true. Our gorgeous Chloe’s open arms ARE an invitation: an invitation to PAIN.

My friends, beware! DO NOT THE CHLOE

u/Writiste — 16 days ago
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I’m a genius (she said modestly)

Fumbling with medicine bottles at 3 am in blinding pain has annoyed me for years. But what spurred me to action was my formerly excellent indie pharmacy under new management purchased labels THAT WEAR OFF with handling (I dunno, isn’t this, like, dangerous or something? If I had more energy, I’d report them. But I don’t.)

So I bought my own damn label maker and planted the names on top and the sides. No more fumbling and squinting! I just replace the caps every month. Next step: finding glow in the dark labels….

u/Writiste — 18 days ago

All this and depression too

My second blood patch (April 30) relieved my headache, but left all the other symptoms alone (reads like Wikipedia description of CSF so I’ll skip the list). I finally had to take medical leave from work, which threw me into a deep(er) depression. It’s not just losing the satisfaction from my job (which I love), but the loss of my work community (they seem happy to hear from me but no one has reached out 😿 + 😠), loss of routine and- oh yes- a 40% cut in pay. Since I’m the sole breadwinner in my little family, Ouch.

My neurologist thinks that there’s likely another leak or leaks that we don’t have the equipment or experience to locate. So she’s referring me to UC, Stanford and Duke (Cedars turned me down 2 years ago). As you know, the record reviews take a while and after that, there’s the waiting for treatment. So no end in sight, at least not before my leave runs out.

Ironically, I wasn’t a couch potato before CSF. Now couch potato seems aspirational, (bitter laugh). So much of what I loved to do requires sitting up. If one more person chirps “just focus on what you CAN do” I’m gonna stagger drunkenly after them and wave my cane in a threatening manner. Then black out from the vertigo.

Yes, I’m taking an antidepressant and work with a psychologist. But I still get overwhelmed. Well, CSF is overwhelming and suddenly my safety net doesn’t feel that safe..

How do you cope?

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u/Writiste — 28 days ago

Happy belated Pallas’ Cat Day!

Better late than never, right? Today I stumbled across this adorable Tashi video (hey it’s TASHI so you know going in that it’s going to be adorable.). The original content comes from Great Plains zoo and is posted on Instagram.

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u/Writiste — 2 months ago