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I'm worried about the foster cats.  The mother is now quite sick with what I am worried might be viral pneumonia.  So far the kitten has been a normal, healthy, bouncy little guy but atara said that he was snuffling a bit this morning.  That's how it started off with mom, and if it's made her that sick, I shudder to think what it will do to a month-old kitten.

I'm also worried that our cats are going to catch something that the fosters bring home.  We've been keeping the other cats isolated from our own - including using hand sanitizer before we leave the room with the fosters - but if they bring home anything that's airborne then our precautions won't do much good.  Both of our cats have been vomiting a fair bit lately - though they've also been shedding prodigiously at the same time, which suggests that hairballs are the likely root cause.  Unfortunately Belladonna also had a sneezing fit last night.  Not good.  I'm hoping that she just inhaled a hair.

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My co-worker has been driving me up the wall all week.  For the past few days he's been plugging through one of our daily status reports.  These things are a few thousand lines each, and he's working though it one line at a time, checking on the state of things.

We run this report daily because the status of things changes daily.

He's working his way through a report that is two weeks old.  I have repeatedly chewed him out for this, and he knows that I disapprove, and why, but he refuses to grab a current report until he's finished working his way through the old one that he has.  Here is the conversation that has been repeated several times a day so far this week.

Him: Hey plonq, have a look at the records on this car.
Me: (resigned sigh) OK, I have the records in front of me.  What's wrong with it?
Him: That's what I want to know.  It's on the report showing a gap between Rouses Point and St Luc, but I don't see it.
Me: (sigh again) That's because the gap has been fixed, and you're looking at an old report.
Him: So why is it still on the report?
Me: (resisting the urge to throttle.  Enunciating carefully) It's not still on the report.  If you looked at today's report you would not have found this one.  You're using a report that is two weeks out of date.
Him: Well, I just want to finish this one off.
Me: (another little piece of me dies)