bodies are alien
so, i'm deathly allergic to cats. huh. who knew?
the night before Thanksgiving (same night Buddha was euthanized), a cat cried and cried and cried at our door. we felt bad for him being out there in the cold rain, so we let him in for the night. we did it for Buddha. we were going to take him to a shelter the next day, but he was just so darn cute n cuddly! now, Steve we knew had allergies. we decided to risk it. along with daily vacuuming, kitty wipe downs, and two new air purifiers. of course, we also posted found ads all over creation and scanned lost ads, too.
well. the cat is still at home. Steve woke me up this morning and asked me to drive him to the emergency room. AHHHH! talk about a scary morning. on the way there, he practically drank his emergency primatene mist inhaler and ended up being able to breathe acceptably. we skipped the ER and hit Starbucks instead (and watched the first snow of the season :).
the afternoon's project was driving Turkey (named for the holiday) to the humane society, where we were told that they had no room for him. "but you can make an appointment and bring him back." for december 28th?! yeah right! my husband will be dead by then!
so. back to the alien thing. yeah. i'm at work. and i feel like i may be dying a slow, painful death. i think i may suffocate. my throat is swollen. it feels like it's the size of a pinhole. i woke up unable to breathe through my nose. seriously. not even a little bit. and i despise breathing through my mouth. it's gross! but that was my only option in order to continue my life here on this earth. and i'm quite fond of it this week, so... i blew and blew and blew that nose of mine, but it did not want to be used for breathing.
there's an ad on craigslist. do you want Turkey? http://portland.craigslist.org/mlt/pet/240624729.html
the night before Thanksgiving (same night Buddha was euthanized), a cat cried and cried and cried at our door. we felt bad for him being out there in the cold rain, so we let him in for the night. we did it for Buddha. we were going to take him to a shelter the next day, but he was just so darn cute n cuddly! now, Steve we knew had allergies. we decided to risk it. along with daily vacuuming, kitty wipe downs, and two new air purifiers. of course, we also posted found ads all over creation and scanned lost ads, too.
well. the cat is still at home. Steve woke me up this morning and asked me to drive him to the emergency room. AHHHH! talk about a scary morning. on the way there, he practically drank his emergency primatene mist inhaler and ended up being able to breathe acceptably. we skipped the ER and hit Starbucks instead (and watched the first snow of the season :).
the afternoon's project was driving Turkey (named for the holiday) to the humane society, where we were told that they had no room for him. "but you can make an appointment and bring him back." for december 28th?! yeah right! my husband will be dead by then!
so. back to the alien thing. yeah. i'm at work. and i feel like i may be dying a slow, painful death. i think i may suffocate. my throat is swollen. it feels like it's the size of a pinhole. i woke up unable to breathe through my nose. seriously. not even a little bit. and i despise breathing through my mouth. it's gross! but that was my only option in order to continue my life here on this earth. and i'm quite fond of it this week, so... i blew and blew and blew that nose of mine, but it did not want to be used for breathing.
there's an ad on craigslist. do you want Turkey? http://portland.craigslist.org/mlt/pet/240624729.html