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This post is mostly for my future reference, in case something happens and I need to remember how to do this again, but what the hell, someone googling the process might find it and save them the several days study and hobbling together instructions for other devices that it took me. :)
The tablet is a no-name thing from Big Lots that my mother gave me. It's a Proscan 8" tablet running on an ancient version of Android. It's a Rockchip tablet, apparently. It's too old to run Google Play, nor much of anything else of use. I want to install Cyanogen Mod at some point, but this did the trick without having to dick with the ROM too much as it is. ( More things most of my f-list won't care about, but I love you guys!Collapse )
"I pooped out my two apples, and I pooped out my candy..." --David, on why he should get dinner and more candy now. (Followed by the Pinky and the Brain theme song.)
Well, unless there is a delayed surprise, we have six kittens. ::grins:: I got to sever umbilical cords, got to watch little heads and feet come out, got to clear membranes from babies and got to clear airways for breathing and hear the first little cries of every one. I'm seriously happy right now. Obviously :D
So! Pictures. I took a ton as she went, so here's some in order from the very first kitten.( Huge kitty imagesCollapse )
She's slept a while and is awake again, licking her babies. She's perfect.
At about 10:15, Reinette, (my cat for those of you not on Steff's flist), just had her first kitten. Zie looks black or dark grey, is breathing, is mewing. Momma's water broke with a couple of little cries, and about two minutes later there was a leg sticking out.
More to come <3
ETA 10:53: kitten number 2, strawberry blonde, maybe ginger?
ETA 11:18: number 3, black one with a big ol' voice
ETA 11:44: number 4, another ginger, this one more chill at first but finding hir voice nicely now. At least one more to come from what we can feel.
ETA 12:33: 5, and she's a calico! Steff thinks there's another to come.
ETA 12:48: 6, another ginger! Dunno if any more. (Edit: There's almost definitely another in there. Steff says the vet is a hack. Definitely... not just four.)
1:21: It looks like she might be done; she's sleeping, so we may just have six. <3
Due South; Arch to the SkyCharacters:
Myra Turnbull, Renfield Turnbull, Mr. Turnbull, Margaret ThatcherFor: podfic_loverTimeline:
Circa 1981, and then canon 1996ishRating:
generously gave to help us with the costs in getting our cat, Mike, checked out; she asked for Turnbull having or wanting a pet of his own. So I did both. (Kind hat-tip to Terry Pratchett may be found within. Points if you find it.)
Myra had begun spending more time in her own flat, and she was abruptly starting to suspect this was having some adverse affect on her brother.( This, this, this is like being nibbled to death by... what are those Earth creatures called? Feathers, long bill, webbed feet, go 'quack'...? ... Cats! I'm being nibbled to death by cats.Collapse )
me: OMFG. I just went upstairs to take off my shirt and chuck it in the laundry. I'm standing over the laundry, looking into the dark bedroom, when I fucking realize my foot is against a BODY.
I jump out of my goddamn SKIN, and fling aside a shirt to see NATALIE HAVING BURIED HERSELF IN THE LAUNDRY AND FALLEN TO SLEEP
Aaaaaaaah OH MY GOD those few milliseconds were the creepiest of my LIFE
::breathebreathebreathe:: Okay. Reading and writing. Okay.
SteffWatson: You should post that on LJ. It's brilliant.
me: LOL I WILL
In the car today, Natalie wanted to know why we couldn't name a new cat Ray since our Ray died Friday morning.
Steff: "No, Natalie. There's only one Ray."
Natalie: "That's not true, there's a bunch of Rays in Due South!"
So... thanks, Paul Gross et al. ::laughs::
Steff-lady put up a post
taking commissions so we can try to offset the financial hit of Ray's death and the checkup we had to give Mike, her brother, to make sure he wasn't going to die too. If you feel like helping and maybe getting some art or some fic, please go see <3
By my sister, Jenny.