This first one I like because, not only it this my favorite cat, but you can sort of see his extra toes. He has seven on each front paw.
This is a cat with a name that doesn't stick. It was given to him by my former partner, who was rather dense in the head and was given to naming animals such poetic names as "Mama Ugly." Anyway, my cat's name is Lex, and I never call him that. My animals all have a formal name, and then about a dozen nicknames each that change frequently. The closest I ever come to calling him "Lex" is "Lexie Poo-poo" which is really ridiculous.
UPDATE ON THE NEIGHBORS
I reported recently that my neighbors had done a cheap job of jazzifying their house for the birth of Christ. Well, since my prior posting, they have added to their original conglomeration, with stunning effect. The picture following is not very representative of the completeness of the scene - you cannot see the snowglobe (which they keep on all day, so you can see the fountain of "snow" raining constantly through the clear,wrinkled plastic) and they must have switched off the flagpole lights, which really add to the effect. I mean, really - nothing says Merry Christmas better than a 15 foot column of red mini-lights:
This display is, of course, right outside my bedroom windows, and they don't turn it off at night.
Tonight I was finally introduced to Dr. Dennis Whitehead, who is the head of the Emergency Department. As usual, I was presented to him as "Mod's sister" which is fine, but I do have identity issues that peak out once in a while. But oh well. Dennis is a very interesting character. He is ultra-liberal, he owns a plane, he is single, and he has gone to the site of every major disaster in the past 3 years - the tsunami in Indonesia, the earthquake in Pakistan, and most recently, the New Orleans disaster. Anyway, he was showing me pictures tonight on his computer which he had taken in Pakistan, and they were fascinating.. First of all, the people there are beautiful. Second, they were devastated in a way that would be incomprehensive to most of us. Dennis is hated by many, but loved by everyone who works for him. There were at least three people in the department tonight (employees) that had been flown somewhere by Dennis in his plane, and he is flying Darcy (a nurse practicioner) somewhere tomorrow to have one of her triplets checked somewhere - I didn't catch where. When my mom had her stroke last spring, he offered to fly her anywhere she wanted to go. So I was very happy to get to meet him face to face tonight, regardless of the fact that I have worked with and passed him many many times already. Some people just aren't good at introducing new people, and I am not the forward type who just races up to someone and throws out my hand and my name.
Apparently, before my shift started today, we had an admission in the ED that everyone was quite stirred up about. I am bound by confidentiality not to tell details, but apparently it was of a sexual nature, and involved objects placed in nether regions, only to be lost. Ok, I think I gave it away somewhat.
We finally have some sun this week, which is good, because my bipolarism is at the low point right now, so a little sunlight could bring that mood gauge up a bit. Apparently it will be 50 degrees the next couple days - tropical! God, I need a vacation.
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