I can't believe another week is gone. I didn't do much. I took a cat to the vet for vaccinations on Thursday. She spiked a fever and spent most of Friday sleeping. She made the most heart-wrenching little meows when I tried to pet or move her. It kind of made me want to keep doing it just to hear that little "eh - ooow" again, but I refrained. Other than checking her temperature I left her alone - mostly. This morning her appetite came back so I knew she'd be fine.
Over the last few days I've been shredding junk mail and organizing files. The other night as thoughts of fire and mayhem danced through my head (you know, the typical paranoid drifting-off fare) I thought it might be a good idea to put my most important papers into a portable filing box. You know, in case of emergency. I have 13 years of taxes and social security statements, 5 years of medical bills, 6 years of insurance papers, 2 years of mortgage documents, etc. My next step will be to tackle some of the larger files and see if they should be split up.
While I was at it I put all of the cats' medical records into a 3 ring binder and organized them chronologically. Going over the vet reports made me kind of nostalgic. My youngest cat had surgery 3 years ago to correct a funnel chest. I took him to the University of Missouri veterinary hospital in Columbia. All of the doctors and students loved him! Reading over his discharge papers again, I came across this little nugget, "Thank you for bringing Monster Kitty to the University of Missouri veterinary teaching hospital. He is a very cute boy."
I have to admit, I got a little misty. He IS a cute boy! I'm so glad I decided to do the surgery. It cost me $1,000 and many, many hours of driving but he is doing amazingly well now. He's an incredibly affectionate little kitty who purrs all the time and provides loads of entertainment. He also chews on my shoes, jumps on the counters and scratches up my furniture but we won't go into that.
Incidentally, the clingy cat lady had another kitten the following year with the same problem. She saw how well my cat tolerated the surgery and took her kitten to the same hospital. Both cats were written about in a medical journal in 2008. I might send an email to the hospital with pictures of my little monster to show how well he's doing. I bet they'd enjoy that.
Well, like I said, I haven't done much. Unemployment isn't so bad once you get used to it. Still, it's not for everyone. Best leave it to the professionals ;)