A coworker says I cannot go by "Ms." once married. Apparently I have to go by "Mrs." Why? Because Mrs. means you are nice, while Ms. means you are not nice. I make pointless arguments about wanting my "title" *ahem* to reflect me as an individual rather than "Mrs. [Husband's first and last name]." And since she cannot remember Nathan's last name, her attempts always end up rhyming with my last name. The hyphened version ends up being "Buckles-Ruckles." I actually think its cute. New nickname, it seems.
Merus had her two-week checkup with the new vet. She responded very well to the antibiotics, the infection is gone, her gums are the closest to a normal pink since who knows when, and she has voraciously eaten her way back to a realistic (albeit still somewhat light) weight. Plan: symptom management if/when they arise in the future. Gingivitis, when chronic like her's, tends to be chronic regardless, so that's the best thing to do since amputating their entire mouth is not an option. So far so good. Last night she tried to steal away with homemade chickpea-lentil-curry crackers. Crackers. Seriously.
October has brought much of the rain we could have used over the summer. And we've had genuine autumn weather for more than the usual two weeks. Love it :) But when it isn't raining, the moisture in the air has produced some lovely sunrises and sunsets, like this (worth it in full size):
Not back for the camera on my phone, right?
