Wednesday, March 30, 2011

This Is, As My Grandmother Would Say About Much Worse Things, Some Better


Little Luanne, aka Cartoon Cat

I do apologize for my absence, but we've had two sick cats. Julia (who, our vet informed us, by the way, is actually male) has been battling an upper respiratory infection since we got...him three weeks ago. Last week Luanne started sneezing and by Sunday I noticed that I hadn't seen her eat anything.

Two early (I mean fucking. early) vet appointments, several botched feedings, multiple medications and one syringe-laden, two-person forced feeding later, she's eating again.

We're really hoping the antibiotics and appetite enhancing meds will kick in soon so we don't have to force feed her for long. 'Cause that shit? Is super DUPER HARD.

In other news, my uncle's father died this week. He and my mom had different dads, and I'd never met his. Now, in a three year period he's lost a brother, his mother, his son and his father (the last two within four months of each other). Fuck all, ya'll.

I really need a good, not worried about sick cats night of long, deep sleep.

God speed and good night.

2 comments:

Miss Tracey Nolan said...

Oh god. Poor you guys!

citygirl said...

In between the crying and quiet depression I'm saying affirmations to keep the faith:

Luanne is happy and healthy.

We have five happy, healthy cats.

Luanne is getting better and better.


If nothing else, they help calm me down.

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