Jax and showing up brothers.

Above photo is on a normal day. This was taken years ago.

Jax is still not in top form. I grabbed one of the small room heaters and put it at 70*, then placed near the cage. He's been eating a bunch more, so I gave him one of their treat sticks that have a lot of vitamins and I believe this one has a lot of egg. Zeva isn't really interested in it, but Jax has been eating it all day, like he usually does.

The heat has helped him. He is still puffy, but did a little talking a bit ago and is moving around a bit more. Zeva's been singing to him so I know the heat is helping. Gave him some sliced brussel sprouts as well.

In other news, I haven't been able to do much editing today. I enjoyed a few hours of showing up older brother in place of it. His exact quote, "When did I become the girl? It's my fault and dad's fault for showing you how to work on vehicles."

He doesn't appreciate his little sister being able to change the tire on his 4x4 Blazer when he can't. I kept shoving him out of the way because he wouldn't stop griping about things not working right, fitting right, and just standing there staring at the tire as though it would fix itself. (I'm a little impatient.) Or me knowing how to without ever having done it before. As I said, "I don't always need to be taught, I pay close attention to things people do."

The tool is missing for letting his tire down so he couldn't figure out that all he had to do was find another item that would work in a similar fashion, which he also griped about. I told him, "that's what happens when you make your little sister watch MacGyver when she's little," hah, when I found something that would work in place of the missing ratchet.

Oh the joys.

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