Val….part II
Animal Madness July 11th, 2008
He was pissing blood again so we just ran him up to the vet. They are keeping him for now, to try to figure out what the problem is (D came home early due to the “MoodyMeow got laid off n shit” stuff), and we hope to find out what’s going on.
She called him “geriatric” and I was slightly offended. He’s a very distinguished, frisky 9 years old. Back of the ageism, lady. (then she stuck a thermometer up his ass…. I think that bothers me more)
So I guess there is a benefit to being “let go.” At least I was home to see how bad Val was.
The bill is already close to 400 clams. What ever. It’s my cat. I don’t care what it costs.
And I already filed for unemployment.
And we may miss Hellboy depending on what happens to Valentine.
Send my kitty love.
About
More hugs/breathing.
Lighting a candle for your kitty now. I hope it’s just an infection or something easily treatable.
Sending love to your kitty (as one of mine sits on me).
Completely understand doing everything for them. And 9 is not old!
kitty love to you guys! (you are DEFINITELY having a bad day!)
newly-diagnosed-as-diabetic cat Pywackett (age 11) sends good wishes your way. Didn’t need that $1000 anyway…