Five things for a Sunday morning

1) I'm a little crabby this morning. How do I know? I didn't put the package of English muffins on the counter carefully and when it fell off, my honest-to-gosh thought was, "F*cking gravity."
2) Zeke is all about honesty. I put his antibiotics in salmon-flavored pill pockets this morning and he wouldn't eat them. I took the pills out and pilled him like the pro I am, and then he ate the pill pockets as if to say, "Good. We understand each other. Transparency is important."
3) Sophie is sunbathing on her back with her paws stretched over her head and I giggle every time I look at her.
4) I'm all excited about the new Seattle hockey team, the Seattle Kraken. In a fit of enthusiasm, I went to the team store, couldn't decide which team-logo-emblazoned shirt I wanted so I bought, I admit, several in different sizes and designs, figuring I could try things on, see what fit and looked good and return the others. Now I can't figure out how to return the ones I don't want. No receipts with the packages, no return info on the website, no answer at the customer service number. I am irritated as hell.
5) It looks like it's going to be a nice, mild summer day in Seattle today. I look forward to that.

Friday Five (belated)

1. How's your health this week?
Middling. I was constantly tired and had very little energy for doing much.

2. What's the healthiest thing you've done recently?
Taken my meds regularly and eaten breakfast every day.

3. What do you look for in a doctor?
Someone who treats me like an adult and answers every question I ask, respecting the fact that I'm an intelligent being.

4. What was your most memorable childhood illness?
I used to get fevers upwards of 104 degrees F. I remember one time being so sick that I hallucinated that my bedroom was changing shape and the far ceiling corner was miles away.

5. What's your most interesting scar and how did you get it?
A curved scar on my right wrist. I was carrying my cat Spanky up a flight of stairs. I slipped and he put his claw into my arm. The original scratch reached from my hand to my elbow. The remaining scar is two inches long.