I miss my kitty.
Had to bring Trin in this morning for a teeth cleaning/extraction because I don't take care of her teeth (nor my own). She had to fast so I hid her food bowl at 10 pm last night. I kept telling her to EAT EAT EAT! all day but she wouldn't listen. I figured I'd have a pissed off cat this morning.
Well, she did wake me up at 6:30-ish, but instead of angry cat I had loving cat, twining 'round and 'round my legs mrrping, "Did you forget me? Feed me, please?" and I felt so badly. I called the vet at 7 to check their hours and someone picked up the phone and said I could bring her in earlier. Thank god, I would've given into the poor pitiful fatness if I'd had to deal with a conniving vixen sweet baby for another 60 minutes.
Just got the call about the amount, and it's $260 less than the high-estimate/budget I'd allowed for the procedure. Still not looking forward to forking out the amount but the timing worked with bonus and extra paycheck so I have the money.
When I got home from my trip to VA for cigarettes, my apartment was all empty. This is the first time I've been in my apartment sans cat since I got her September 2002. When I went to the bathroom, I yelled, "Where's my fatness!" only to remember she's not here. (Whatever, I live alone, I leave the door open and she comes in to visit.)
Picking her up in 3 hours, and counting.
ETA: Kitty is home, safe, and currently stuffing her face with food. As she should. *crosses fingers that she's so hungry she scarfs down her antibiotics instead of leaving it in the bowl*
Well, she did wake me up at 6:30-ish, but instead of angry cat I had loving cat, twining 'round and 'round my legs mrrping, "Did you forget me? Feed me, please?" and I felt so badly. I called the vet at 7 to check their hours and someone picked up the phone and said I could bring her in earlier. Thank god, I would've given into the poor pitiful fatness if I'd had to deal with a conniving vixen sweet baby for another 60 minutes.
Just got the call about the amount, and it's $260 less than the high-estimate/budget I'd allowed for the procedure. Still not looking forward to forking out the amount but the timing worked with bonus and extra paycheck so I have the money.
When I got home from my trip to VA for cigarettes, my apartment was all empty. This is the first time I've been in my apartment sans cat since I got her September 2002. When I went to the bathroom, I yelled, "Where's my fatness!" only to remember she's not here. (Whatever, I live alone, I leave the door open and she comes in to visit.)
Picking her up in 3 hours, and counting.
ETA: Kitty is home, safe, and currently stuffing her face with food. As she should. *crosses fingers that she's so hungry she scarfs down her antibiotics instead of leaving it in the bowl*