Better day, worse night

Better day, worse night

Today started out well. I slept in, and had the rest of my nutella and bread for breakfast. I cleaned my house – and I mean cleaned! I moved everything out. Washed the table and put everything in new places. I organized some of my stuff and put them into baskets so that my room looks a little more put-together (mind you I still don’t have any furniture except a borrowed bed, borrowed table and two borrowed chairs). I swept the floors. I took out the garbage – two bags of organic waste that I was going to start my compost with. I burned all the non-organic waste. (First time I tried, and it was a success except that the plastic stuff melted into the bin I used to burn stuff in. My neighbor said to just burn the stuff on the ground and sweep it away, but I dumped the ashes into my latrine to cut the smell and deter cockroaches. She helped me clean the bowl but it was a lost cause – doesn’t matter because I’ll keep using the same one only for that function.)
SO things started not being great because my kitten is not eating. I bought her some fish yesterday, which she ate before, but wouldn’t eat this time. I tried more powdered milk, and couscous. She wouldn’t eat any of it. So I thought that I’d run and get her some concentrated milk from the marche. Not a big deal, but I was a little worried. Things were fine for a while. I visited my homologue and was invited for lunch – pate with a sauce made from something similar to peanuts, and palm oil. It was good. Then I just hung out with the neighborhood (who are all related to my homologue) and the elder man bought me a soda (I tried to refuse but it was insisted – it’s not polite to refuse drinks, except most understand why I refuse alcohol.) Then I went home to find my kitten had thrown up several times, and wouldn’t eat the concentrated milk. I don’t know what to do and I am really worried because she is so young. I don’t know what to give her, esp since she won’t take anything and there isn’t exactly a petsmart or veterinarian here. I took a lovely shower though – I heated the water. It was wonderful. So everything was basically fine up until this point. Then I went to rest on my bed and I could hear a cricket. So I went to hunt it down and instead found a MOUSE!! (I was surprised at first and not sure what it was because they look different than at home. Their tails are furry, I am still not convinced it’s a mouse but maybe something else). Well, I leave to get a bowl and cover to trap it and set it outside (there is no way I could kill it and kitten is too small) and when I came back it ran away and I lost it. Of course. It’s the scorpion all over again. So I look everywhere, but it is no where to be found. So now I am just uncomfortable in my room, but I tuck in my mosquito net and try to go to sleep. It goes well for about an hour. Then it starts pouring outside, and I hear that darn cricket again. And I have to pee. So I get out of bed, see that my sick kitten has gotten sick on my bed. I go to grab the toilet paper and, low and behold, there is the lost mouse that has multiplied into two (the second larger than the first)!! So I chase them around and get them outside. Yay! Then I go to use my chamberpot (yes, I use one – I am deathly afraid of the cockroaches that come out in my latrine at night) to find another mouse by the catbox! I chase that one out and of course I can’t sleep now – how many more are there and where are they hiding because I just found the two sets in two different places?