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Not Matt (she/her)
@conspiracy-matt.bsky.social
Artist, Muse fan, music lover, cat mom, Proud Minnesotan, Aroace, autistic, celiac, CVID.
Both me and Simon are ready to be done with the cone. Everything would be easier with a surgical onesie. I’d order one on Amazon but I fear by the time it got here the need for it would be past.
December 27, 2025 at 4:44 AM
Me and the cats are back home. Simon is eating with more gusto which is good because he’s lost so much weight now I can feel his spine. He also hates the cone so much. I let him have breaks as long as I can watch him to make sure he’s not going at his incision. So nice to be home again though.
December 27, 2025 at 12:19 AM
Words the vet used to describe Simon that tickled me tbh:
- Dumpy (to describe his condition)
- A trickster
- foxy
December 25, 2025 at 9:01 PM
Simon Says he has a lot of snuggling and cuddling to make up for. Purrs and biscuits and rolling.
December 25, 2025 at 8:09 PM
Simon isn’t eating just quite yet, but this morning he gave me some big purrs and he is drinking water. Hoping against hope we get some food in him this evening.
December 25, 2025 at 4:24 PM
Simon has taken his first real confirmed drinks of water (actually lapped up and not just him getting his chin wet) success! I’m proud of him.
December 25, 2025 at 4:41 AM
Simon still hasn’t eaten anything and his attempts at drinking water I’m not sure if any of it has gotten in his mouth as it’s more been a series of dipping his chin in the water and sort of falling into it. But this evening he came and greeted me at the door and raised his little butt at me
December 25, 2025 at 2:17 AM
I need everyone to know that him directly out of anesthesia is a drunk man whose tongue keeps falling out of his mouth bless his heart.
Pls b okay my sweet bleppy boy
December 24, 2025 at 7:47 PM
IT WAS A FOREIGN OBJECT. A piece of one of his toys broke off and he swallowed it. He’s gonna be okay 💛
December 24, 2025 at 6:13 PM
Pls b okay my sweet bleppy boy
December 24, 2025 at 5:36 PM
So Simon is going into exploratory surgery. This may be his last day we don’t know what we’re going to find.
December 24, 2025 at 4:54 PM
I’m slightly scared for muse Christmas present because I am dealing with such a seriously sick cat and I don’t know how to deal with hard things and big elation things at the same time. I’m not built for that.
December 24, 2025 at 4:44 AM
Simon update: unfortunately no improvement over night. Poor guy fought against the meds so hard one of the pain meds ended up mostly on his cheek instead of inside his mouth so I had to redo that one. I so hate seeing him in so much pain.
December 23, 2025 at 12:39 PM
I recognize that if I was a prankster this would be a golden opportunity to mess with people on behalf of the dude who keeps giving my number to random people but, bro please call your grandma and give that person their golf clubs back.
December 23, 2025 at 12:55 AM
An old lady with a twin cities number must have had a wrong number but she kept calling me and even accidentally FaceTimed me and then I got a view of her cheek as she held the phone up to her ear. Bless her heart. She asked me if I knew whoever it was she was trying to reach.
December 23, 2025 at 12:51 AM
Simon sleeping stretched like this tells me he’s feeling more comfortable. I’m so glad he’s in less pain to be able to do that now. Thank god for the pain meds and nausea meds.
December 22, 2025 at 8:24 PM
Tomorrow I get to ride in the car with my mom for like 6-7 hours to visit my super autistic uncle who probably will say no more than hi and bye. I did enjoy getting to tell her I told you so when I came back from the vet though which was nice. Bc why would you just not believe me for no reason
December 22, 2025 at 7:13 PM
Getting high with all these dead deer staring at me
December 22, 2025 at 7:04 PM
Ugh my poor baby I have never seen a more clear example of the cat pain grimace. It’s killing me to see it on my boy Simon. Trying to figure out a vet situation when we’re hundreds of miles from home
December 22, 2025 at 3:23 PM
My mother is the queen of dismissiveness. I told her that Simon isn’t well and he isn’t himself. She’s like “he just doesn’t like it here.” Like it’s fact. Like he’s not been here before and has been fine. Like she knows better than me, Simon’s mom, who spends every day with him.
December 22, 2025 at 1:10 AM
Concerned about my Simon this morning. He had a very big sick and has a look of pain on his face this morning. Of course I’m far away from my vet. Keeping an eye on him.
December 21, 2025 at 3:27 PM
Always great to come home to find out that the two news channels my parents are watching are Fox News and newsmax.
December 21, 2025 at 2:20 AM
I miss Rudy so much. I wish he was here with me tonight.
December 18, 2025 at 11:11 PM
It is Not Nice Outside right now
December 18, 2025 at 8:30 PM
This dog that’s spending the night with me is just as lazy as a cat I swear. Obviously Simon has no worries here.
December 18, 2025 at 12:56 AM