b99 S5E20

I've been rewatching Brooklyn Nine-Nine, in part because my beloved baby sister recently agreed to watch it with me, and running through this ep...

God, they literally just had an episode wherein a precinct member is involved in a dangerous situation, everyone is Very Concerned and forbidden to turn up and help, and a senior man just asked a junior man to do the emotional labor of supporting his squadmates in their worry instead of breaking orders to go in guns blazing like he wanted to,

and he chose to listen and successfully got people to talk to him and did the emotional supportive work! And literally none of the show's women had to be involved in any way!

I just. I love this show so much.

update on the trash son

Arthur has now thrown up twice more, once with four erasers involved, once with just one. So far all of them have been unchewed, so hopefully he's out of jack-o-lantern fun for the moment.

T and I are fairly sure this is boredom now, so we've been looking for toys that will hold his interest and forms of environmental enrichment. He now owns an electronic snake that will loudly skitter away if he touches it--useful, because Dent's normal problem is that toys get lost and he can't find them again unless they're tied down or really stinky. We have a couple of silicone pacifiers with open backs that we can smear anchovy paste and other things inside and make him work out how to lick it out, and a few little bones made for toy dogs that we can smear paste in, too. And I have a "ripple rug" coming that I can mess around in and make different patterns for him to explore (and find treat toys in), too.

And there's the plants. T went a little bit crazy on the plants. We have I think thirty-odd seedlings of plants that are almost definitely safe growing and a little pot of cat grass that has been very, very well-received by both Arthur and Peter. And yesterday I rescued a very sad dill plant to see if we could nurse it back to health.

I just watched him poke and gnaw at it happily for like... fifteen minutes so far, and when I got up and moved he went right back to sniffing it and nibbling it. Admittedly, he also ate a few things he found in the soil, including a couple of dead leaves, but I will take this.

We're going to completely surround him with interesting plants he can gnaw on, dammit. Hopefully that will prevent another vet trip happening any time soon.