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04/01/10
April Fool… Gross
I hate this day. Every year some pulls some lame ass lie out of their ass. And every year I fall for it. Or I disbelieve *everything* all day. Basically it’s a gross day. **Insert annoyed face here**
Once when I was little my father called mom at work and told her that the dog had knocked over the fish tank. He played helpless and said she had to come home and help clean it up. OMG she was pissed. I could here her yelling through the phone! He was just saying the “water is just EVERYWHERE I have no idea where to start”. It took her a week to forgive him.
It’s just a mean day. I’m gonna hide as much as possible.
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01/05/10
If These Ain’t Blue, I’m Colorblind
So at the “Toast to Surviving the Holidays” party the other night my cat was being passed around like a pack of cigarettes. It’s what happens. She’s my little show stealer. Anyhoo, somebody kept telling me about a Siamese cat they had had, “just like this one but with blue eyes”. It was making me crazy. I kept explaining how it was too dark in the room we were in but my cat’s eyes were totally blue. It never sunk in, but here: for my own sanity, look at those baby blues!
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03/03/09
Proud Parent (Cat Post, Warning)
Have you seen my cat lately? Probably not, as my 365 has turned into more of a *whenever I feel like it* project. Well, whatever. She has gotten big. Not big as in regular-cat big, but for her she’s enormous! And I am a proud parent. Today we had Derek (the window repair man) and his assistant over to re-repair the bedroom window. As they were trekking up the stairs I warned them about the new overly-friendly kitten that may be under foot. She chose that moment to appear out of nowhere. She was standing tall with her neck fully extended (she’s like ET with that neck of hers). Her bright blue eyes glinted in the afternoon sun coming in. When the burly repair men saw her they both did an “Ooooh!” and tried to pet her.. Aw! Sadly they must have not smelled as good as the Cable Guy that was here 2 weeks ago that she was literally ALL OVER, as she would have nothing to do with them.
Either way, I was inspired to take her photo later today when she was being especially cute, albeit less striking than she was with the men:
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01/25/09
Big News In The Cat Department
Versace drank water. Like plain, right out of the water bowl, water! AND had kibble. Not a lot, but she ate it on her own!
Also, she’s been on the counter. I couldn’t be happier!! My baby is feeling better! Really actually better. *sigh* All this within the last hour too. Weird how sudden it is. Hrm. I just hope it lasts!
I am a proud papa tonight. I just hope she doesn’t injure herself with all of these shenanigans. I had forgotten exactly how “death defying” her “normal” really is… Good gawd. Hang on… VERSACE!! Get down!!
Gotta run.
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01/22/09
So Here’s A Cat Update!
My cat isn’t dead! In fact I would cautiously venture to say… she’s getting better. But I can’t get too much hope going. She’s been better and worse and better and even more worse for days. But I am still *cautiously optimistic*. I have decided, groggy or not, it wouldn’t be right to groom her in any way while in this state. That is definitely OCD self control. There is some ear trimming one does on a purebred Siamese.. But I refrain. I do!
All kidding aside, I do hope we are finally healing. I have been sick with worry. This cat is my very first actual pet that has been all my own. Not the family dog. Not the Pre-Existing Cats I moved into with my Richard. I chose her. Or more actually, she chose me. I just chose the breed. The rest was magic. I feel totally responsible. Her surgery hurt me.
And on that note, since I brought it up… What the hell with the Spay-Neuter campaign? I get, *no*, I TOTALLY GET the importance of both procedures. However, they are recommended and tossed about like candy. Like it’s totally natural for your pet. Common even. In most cases it may be all those things! In our case it was not. It was a very real, very major surgery. It had very real and serious complications. I just imagine how it would be handled if it were a woman, instead of my cat. She was sent home with me the same day. Like it was nothing. I didn’t know. I thought it was “nothing” too. Although I had done a bit of online research, I went with the flow. I selfishly wanted my kitten back home. Now that I have been through it, I find it amazingly cruel to send an animal home with untrained, unprepared regular folk to handle the POST MAJOR SURGERY CARE. All I got was a useless e-collar (the lampshade that my cat could both reach around and remove at will) and a painkiller that was hard to administer. No antibiotics, which as it turns out are the magic cure for rejecting sutures. I had little idea of what to expect, and the online info combined with the “discharge instructions” were absolutely useless. It is my belief that an overnight stay would have saved her all this undue suffering. The veterinary hospital has much better “kind confinement” than I can provide at home to speed healing the first day. My cat did some amazing body slams and contortions because she wanted out of the suggested “isolation in one room” as well as repeatedly removing the e-collar (and that took BODY FLIPS people, all with a fresh incision) The symptoms of my cats complications would have probably been noticed had she been overnight. Or had we been given antibiotics to start right away. But the surgery is so common. So many cats have no issues that the rules are based on the majority. So here I am, exhausted from fear and guilt, and 300 dollars poorer (not counting the cost of the spay) for something I feel could have been totally avoidable.
Dude. Learn from me and ask questions. Make sure you and your pet never has to endure what we did due to lack of knowledge. Had I known what to ask for and insist on, we would have had none of this pain and heartache.
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01/21/09
Dear Internets, Some Mojo Please?
I am not neglecting you. In fact I have lots to talk about. My lesbian aunt, for one. Of course I have much to say regarding veterinary medicine and female cats as well. That topic enrages me… I cannot wait to let it all out. (I will flag those entries, in case you are sick of my cat-blogging).
In the meantime, my little kitten Versace is having an awful time post-spay. She has been to emergency care twice since the operation. At this point we should be almost done with the healing process. Versace has only started healing, and the situation is still very “iffy”. My energy and focus are with her now. I chose to put her through this. I need to be with her until the outcome. If I hadn’t elected to spay, hadn’t insisted on buying HER, had just kept quiet, none of this would be happening to her. I have cried every day since the operation. The guilt of it is killing me.
Right now I am regretting the whole thing. If you are the praying sort, please include her. Or send some healing mojo. Or a wish. We need all the help we can get. I don’t want her to suffer more. I don’t want to lose her.
