Another night of no cats in the bedroom. This is going to be my standard.
Dog appreciated having a mashed boiled egg with his dry food. He finished his plate for the first time in... ever. Note for future feedings.
Breakfast.
Laundry is taking longer to dry now that it's colder. Going to start putting it in front of the heater during the day.
It's going slow but the laundry pile is getting smaller.
Mopped the cat room. Love the smell of cleanliness. Too bad it doesn't last.
Finally sat my ass to work on figuring out where I'm at financially. The right word is "fucked". Must start making money.
Walked the midget kitten over to the vet so see why she's not growing and her stomach is always bloated. I suspected worms. Left her there to get an X-ray.
Walked to parents' to have a real meal. It was good. My grocery bills will be less painful because of them.
Picked up kitten from the vet's. It wasn't worms. It's "wet" Feline Infectious Peritonitis (FIP). It's fatal, can't be treated, and she's basically being liquified from within. She won't live long. I have to tell O, since she's who found her and is footing the bills. But O's dad is dying in hospital right now. When is a good time to tell someone who's dad is dying that one of their kittens is also dying? And that they owe me 35 bucks for the vet bills? (I'm broke, I can't afford to be generous.)
Kitten's news bummed me out. Retreated to vegetating in bed and gaming. Trying to adjust my view on the situation so it's not so depressing. I hate losing pets, and I hate having to put them down. Such a betrayal of the pet's trust.
Despite walking a million miles (felt like), I only managed to get 6k steps in today.
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