Uncomfortable situations

Sorry about this folks but someone has to talk about this.

I got woke up earlier this morning than I wanted to by two things. First was horrible stomach pains and the other was the kitten running all over the bed like his tail was on fire and his a** is catching. Once I got the kitten fed and calmed down he went to sleep but my stomach still hurts and the reason for that is...............................I need to shit.

I know constipation isn't something that most people would blog about but it's something that I've had to deal with almost all of my life. This time it's been since Tuesday since I've gone and I'm so blocked up I'm going to need dynamite to help me go. I've done the laxitive, prunes and salad route till it comes out my ears and nothing is working. It's time to break out the big guns and get some Mag Citrate. That stuff is DYNAMITE in liquid form for people who are constipated. It works and fast but you'll spend a long time on the toilet so if you ever have to use it, take it early in the day when you don't have anything else to do for the rest of the day. Can you say Roto Router anyone?

On a funnier note is the kitten. I've figured out that it's a boy kitten and he's about 9 weeks old now. I wasn't sure for 2 weeks after I got him what sex he was but then all of a sudden BOOM his testicles dropped and it was obvious he was a boy. I'm kind of happy that I have another boy. They are not as tempermental or moody as females, both human and cat. Don't get me wrong I love Midnight but she was such a pain, especially when she was in heat that I was tempted to get rid of her. I didn't but I borrowed the money real quick to get her fixed. She's tempermental even now but not like she was before I got her fixed.

Dumkupf is my other cat, he's a big Tuxedo cat. He's got an attitude especially with other people. He's selective about who he lets pet him and be around him. He has it in for my youngest son for some reason. I mean this cat HATES my youngest son. Yesterday, for example, my son was sitting at the kitchen table on the computer and he put his hand down and Dumkupf went after it like it was a piece of meet and he was a lion. My poor son ended up with some major scratches on his hand and since this isn't the first time it's happened (but it will be the last) I've decided that from now on when my youngest son is here Dumkupf will be locked in my bedroom with a litter box, food and water. I'm not going to worry that my ex is going to take what little visitation I have away from me because of the cat scratching my son. The ex has threatened to do just that.

So I hope this post didn't gross you out. I'll write more about the cats some other time.