Musings on a Small Life

I hope a little steam therapy helps Nicki, because he had another asthma attack this morning, just before 4AM. Who knows how many he's having during the day when I'm not around. Anyway, I'm going to double his evening dose now, till the cold and dry weather is over and the humidity is in a normal range (40-50%). And I bought another humidifier while out running errands, a small one (though it claims to be meant for "medium" sized rooms, whatever that's supposed to be--no square footage listed).   You should be able to see the steam, if you look closely. Maybe if I stick my face in the vapour (not too close!), it will plump up my dry, aging skin. Ha. I already have a cool mist one, but find it essentially useless, even though I run it constantly. But maybe this one will help a bit more. I intend to use it in my bedroom at nights, for ME (for a change). I won't run it and leave it unattended, not with that water going at full boil and with ...

Based on what I found in one of the litter boxes when I got home a short time ago, I think we have litter box success from Derry. The boys don't have the same habits in burying their output, or in the consistency of said output. I don't need to go into further details. LOL. I would say, conservatively , that I'm 75% sure Derry did his business today. If I had to bet real money on it, I would. So pardon the bad pun when I say I'm relieved! The knot that I've had in my gut since Monday afternoon finally is easing.  :-)