Tizzybit

@tizzybit.bsky.social

40+ Sher/Her. Scottish. Cat mum. Tea lover. OFMD nut. Knits a bit. Learning crochet. Reads way to much fanfic to be a productive member of society and I'm not sorry.

It's ma birthday! Spent this morning lounging around in my depression robe drinking a pot of London Fog. About to go have lunch with my mami. Every intention of slipping back into said robe, drinking fizzy wine and catching up on all you wonderful people's RBB stories 😁

This was so much fun to be a part of 😁

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My podfic of siren radio by @watchtheflow.bsky.social, art by @zazzlesthe7th.bsky.social and featuring @tizzybit.bsky.social as Buttons! Ed and Stede both follow a call to the beach where they met, accompanied by a mysterious Scottish DJ on Siren Radio, a station that simply refuses to go unheard.

Gave Finn a good grooming. He drooled. So I think he's doing ok. Have a large pot of pirate themed tea and watching the Time Team Ness of Brodgar special. Only recently found they're still a thing. TT reruns were what I watched when deep in the weeds of depression. Archeology brings me joy.

After several not great weeks I have made to the start of a week off. Which accidentally butts up against a local bank holiday meaning I get 11 whole days. I really need this. Starting with a bubble bath and a book.

My boss, a fully qualified experienced pharmacist is using chatgpt to write a letter barring an aggressive customer. Boilin ma piss so it is. I'm literally standing here. I used to work for lawyers. Professional passive aggression was literally my brand.

Finn is decidedly not talking to me after the whole dragging him to the vets 2 days in a row thing. He got stuck his head out for food. Which I had to bring to the front of his hidey hole. Then he ran away when I said hi. Leaving him be. Hope he forgives me. I miss his cuddles 🥺

The good news is Finns temperature has come down. Very many chemicals have been deployed against invading wee beasties. Esme however is very upset at having been weighed.

A fluffy black cat lying on a green cushion like a Victorian lady on a fainting couch. Oh the drama.

Finn has fleas. How. Like he's an indoor cat. And he's allergic. Because he's allergic to everything. And he has a raging fever. So blood were taken. Antibiotics given. Back tomorrow to check the fever. With both cats so they can weigh Esme to see what dose of flea treatment she needs. I am washing

Very sad white cat seen through the side of his purple cat carrier.