And I was going to sleep in.
Woke up around 7:30am to the wife stomp-rushing about because she was running late. napped off and on until about 7:45, when Fiz slipped trying to jump up onto the pillow beside me. I thought only her pride was hurt, because she wandered off desultorily toward her litterbox. Dosed for another 10 minutes or so, and woke up to her returning to the living room, limping like hell. I know what she did- she wrenched an arthritic hip. I know how bad that hurts, and I know that to give her the pain meds I've been saving for just such an occassion I'd have to wrestle her, and possibly wrench it worse, or just cause her pain by putting pressure on it. Poor Fiz. So I got up, got her valerian root and catnip, and put her pillow down on the floor, with herba-happiness on it to coax her up. It took a few minutes, but she went for that, and she's still there now. I then went and rummaged out the heating pad and set it up wrapped in her fav blanket, and set that near her on the floor, and sprinkled herbs there too, hoping she'd investigate and discover that warmth on the joint helps. She hasn't. So I just have to watch closely for the next time she gets up, and sneak the heater into her own pillow. I hate when she hurts. She's such a naturally active cat, and I can see how much she'd rather be frisking about chasing bugs and toys than sitting all still and hurting anyways. But, it's 9ish, and I have a bazillion projects, plus washing my hair and cleaning the kitchen & living room, (and I want to sand that dried out rough spot on the wood floor that's been threatening vicious splinters lately...) So I'm out.