One of the perils of having 9 cats is that usually at least one cat is sick at any one time. This is especially true since I do adopt older or ill cats.
Today's turn was Robbie, a Persian and Maine Coon mix. He's been 'off' for several days and today, right before work, he threw up. It was his breakfast and, based on the quantity, part of last night's supper. Well, since he's a long haired cat, I'm thinking hairball or maybe blockage. He got hairball remedy for supper and I have all my fingers crossed that it will do the trip. I don't want to have to take him in for an enema or surgery.
It also became apparent to me that while I sub, I'm not going to do much art. I don't have much time at night and the cats take priority, so there's only the weekends to do the art. And lately, I've found one excuse after another not to do it. So, I see no reason to keep beating myself up to do the art. If it gets done, great; if not, so what. I need the subbing to pay off Maggie's bills.
And speaking of subbing, tomorrow I sub for a master sergent in the Marine Corp as part of an ROTC program. This really should be interesting.