Just realized something…are people on substack not capitalizing their titles because it doesn't automatically capitalize it for them? Just noticed mine isn't…and it won't be unless I willfully change it. This whole time I thought maybe people were being edgy or different or it's this new modern casualness where people don't capitalize their titles. Nope it's just laziness turns out. How disappointing. My dad says he's going to rent an RV and go travel for a month in the blue ridge mountains. I don't know if he actually will do this, because he's co-dependent on his girlfriend who is in turn co-dependent on her son who has a drug problem, and her son's young daughter who she basically treats as her own daughter. Therefore she can't ever go anywhere or travel much even though both her and my father are retired and he'd love to be out living life. He's held back once again by a relationship he's too frightened to end. He only escaped my mother because she left him (and crawled back 50 times just to leave again). So yeah that's my family dynamics for you. Lots of people being horribly held back in life because they can't stand the thought of being alone, even though that very fear keeps them trapped and more alone than they would be otherwise. We'll see if he actually does it and goes. It was just a text he sent earlier that I don't know how to respond to. He'd like me to go on trips with him I think, I was always his replacement companion in that way, similar to how men grow up being the replacement husband for their moms with shitty husbands. But now I have to work full time, and anyway I don't have much to talk about with my dad anymore. He's older. Conservative. We've grown apart as I have become more myself and he's stayed the same. In my perfect world he would take more charge of his life, make friends, join groups, meet another woman who is better for him and wants an actual partnership. We got Prozac for our cat Sedrick. He had been peeing on stuff outside the litter box, an occurrence that occured 4 times in a matter of a few months. 2 of the times were on cloth material in the hallway right outside the cat door leading to the litter boxes. He peed on our old curtains we left on the floor (which frankly, I had wanted to throw out but my husband didn't so yay), he also peed on a box of old plants in the garage that I had wanted my husband to throw out so yay. The other two times were 1) on the cat bed I had crocheted him in my office, which neither of the cats even liked so whatever, and 2) a cloth bag with my work vest and heating pad in it. Now that one hurts the most because I didn't want to have to tell my work “oh you know how you've so graciously allowed me to work from home still for most of the week, well my cat peed on my work stuff here at my house.” We had to throw out the heating pad and cloth bag but I managed to hand wash the pee stink out of my vest. We took him to the vet, spent $500 something just for them to say, “nothing is wrong except his back seems to be hurting him” We deduced that it must have happened while his sister Nadja was ambushing him at the cat door, I could see him bashing his back on it while flailing, trying to escape from her. She's been running to the cat door when she hears him going in and out, and playfully attacking him. She thinks it's a game, but it obviously stresses him out and was making him have litter box anxiety and act out. The vet obviously said the Prozac won't help if our other cat continues to do the thing. We've fixed the door so it doesn't make a noise anymore, I've been trying to play with her more to get her energy out. I do think the Prozac might help him at least chill out a bit, he's so high strung as a cat. I've been trying to brush him more since he enjoys it and just spend more quality time with him. We had been seriously thinking we might have to rehome him but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I love his whiney, high strung ass. Especially not when we figured out it was technically Nadja's fault he was doing it. Especially when we still have options like keeping a litter robot in my office if he'd rather go inside and not have to deal with the cat door. I'm okay with having a litter box in my office room if it means keeping Sedrick. I had to throw away an entire jar of homemade chicken stock I had made. Yesterday when I went to put the jar in the freezer I thought to myself “I should take some out, right? It's too full…and it's gonna expand…and probably explode this glass jar, right?” And then I let that thought slip away and did a shrug and lazily put it straight in the freezer, uncaring. Well my original thought was correct and it split the jar, quite impressively. I would hVe tried to salvage the stock but my husband of course put worries into my head about consuming tiny shards of glass so into the trash it went, the entire thing. Ugh. It'll take me awhile now to squirrel away enough chicken wings scraps for more stock. Oh well I guess. I have to eat more chicken wings oh nooooo ::hand waving:: I really want to get started recording my audiobook podcast. But it's been a struggle finding books in the public domain that haven't already been read and recorded before. I don't want to just be another voice reading an old book someone already has. The world sure does suck when there's over 8 billion people in the world. Do our parents forget that or just not know? That the world population was half what it is today when they were born? HALF. And no one sees how that could maybe cause some decline in quality of life? The rat race with twice the amount of rats. Creativity it's a total shit show nightmare. Everything you can imagine has been done or is being done. What chance do we have at doing anything other than piling on more shit that's already been made, and better. But I still want to do it…I have the idea of mine being different because I could give kind of comedy commentary? That's unique right? Not everyone is me with my thoughts on what I'm reading. I'll try it and just see how it goes, what else am I bloody doing with my damn time anyway? Reading for free? Might take myself to Hamlin State Park. I always end up finding cool stuff when I go out and about in nature. Haven't been blogging about nature much but maybe today is the day! You're currently a free subscriber to Letters from the Mire. For the full experience, upgrade your subscription.
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Tuesday, October 14, 2025
prozac for my cat
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