C'mere's okay!
Our leetle kitten (and I mean leetle--she's only 7.2 pounds) has weathered her operation amazingly well. She was knocked out and had three teeth extracted as well as a nice, old-fashioned butt shave. However, she's been bouncing off the walls since she got home, all playful- and snuggly-like even after two doses of medication (pain med and antibiotic). Most cats, as you know, would sulk for days after such treatment. However, as I type this, C'mere is curled up in my lap, using my wrist as her pillow while purring in her silent little way.
I don't think she's really a cat.
She and I both appreciate all the kind thoughts and input in the comments. Larissa's, especially, since I've been feeling really, really guilty that we didn't catch that something was wrong earlier. But as the vet said, how often do you really look closely into your cat's mouth? The bad breath should have tipped me off, and it did, and my delay in taking her in is perhaps the biggest cause in all this. Maybe C'mere would still have at least one right cat-molar if I hadn't stalled. Who knows?
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On the job front, well. Just as I'd decided to take the job, it became less clear as to whether it was still being offered, as another employee who has the all-important seniority may be losing her current position due to cuts, and the district policy is to "displace" such employees into other positions. The only other similar position available at the school is the one I've been offered, then un-offered, then "fuck, we don't know, just keep coming in for at least this week and we'll find a way to pay you"-ed.
Great.
I don't think she's really a cat.
She and I both appreciate all the kind thoughts and input in the comments. Larissa's, especially, since I've been feeling really, really guilty that we didn't catch that something was wrong earlier. But as the vet said, how often do you really look closely into your cat's mouth? The bad breath should have tipped me off, and it did, and my delay in taking her in is perhaps the biggest cause in all this. Maybe C'mere would still have at least one right cat-molar if I hadn't stalled. Who knows?
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On the job front, well. Just as I'd decided to take the job, it became less clear as to whether it was still being offered, as another employee who has the all-important seniority may be losing her current position due to cuts, and the district policy is to "displace" such employees into other positions. The only other similar position available at the school is the one I've been offered, then un-offered, then "fuck, we don't know, just keep coming in for at least this week and we'll find a way to pay you"-ed.
Great.