WebKittyn Warbles
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Now I Understand Why That Doll Felt Important
I'm having a worry fit. It's 3 in the morning and DS has a meeting tomorrow morning at 7:30 so he's asleep. All of the people I can be weak around are sleeping or let me down tonight so I'm having a solo worry fit. It's probably a worry fit that will end up being for nothing but rationale never wins when the heart is involved.
Templeton is being neutered tomorrow, bye-bye to Templeton's testicles. No, Templeton is not yet another of the many monikers I give to DS, Templeton is the shitten. The rat cat.
I'm fully aware that neutering him is a good thing. I'm not going to breed him, we want another cat and he's starting to spray. It's a routine operation and not one prone to fatal mishaps. I know all this and it's somewhere in the back of my mind. Way back.
It's only been three months since Claude went in for an operation and died after it was done from sudden heart failure. Unexpected and out of the blue. So yah, right now the emotional panic is winning big. I still miss Claude to the point where I cry every day, I cannot handle another cat dying unexpectedly post surgery.
Yes, he's only a year old (give or take a week or two) and he's fairly healthy even if he's small. I get this.
But he also has the tilted head from being underwater and almost drowning. He still pants like a St. Bernard from a bit of play with the laser. Sudden heart failure post surgery isn't completely out of the blue and this scares the shit out of me. Fuck me, I've gone and choked myself up. Ugh.
I took this 10 week old near-dead cut-up kitten DS threw at me and I fed him with an eye-dropper. I gave him three types of medicine twice a day for a month. I slept on the floor the first week right next to where he chose to hide out. I slept on a mattress on the floor in the living room for a month while he healed. I'm the momma.
I'm just scared. Even the thought of losing another cat so soon and one that loves me so much makes me want to curl up in a ball and shut it all out.
The show was a great distraction tonight, I'm glad I had it tonight. Right now is rough and tomorrow daytime will be rough and I want so very much to be worrying over nothing already.
Templeton is being neutered tomorrow, bye-bye to Templeton's testicles. No, Templeton is not yet another of the many monikers I give to DS, Templeton is the shitten. The rat cat.
I'm fully aware that neutering him is a good thing. I'm not going to breed him, we want another cat and he's starting to spray. It's a routine operation and not one prone to fatal mishaps. I know all this and it's somewhere in the back of my mind. Way back.
It's only been three months since Claude went in for an operation and died after it was done from sudden heart failure. Unexpected and out of the blue. So yah, right now the emotional panic is winning big. I still miss Claude to the point where I cry every day, I cannot handle another cat dying unexpectedly post surgery.
Yes, he's only a year old (give or take a week or two) and he's fairly healthy even if he's small. I get this.
But he also has the tilted head from being underwater and almost drowning. He still pants like a St. Bernard from a bit of play with the laser. Sudden heart failure post surgery isn't completely out of the blue and this scares the shit out of me. Fuck me, I've gone and choked myself up. Ugh.
I took this 10 week old near-dead cut-up kitten DS threw at me and I fed him with an eye-dropper. I gave him three types of medicine twice a day for a month. I slept on the floor the first week right next to where he chose to hide out. I slept on a mattress on the floor in the living room for a month while he healed. I'm the momma.
I'm just scared. Even the thought of losing another cat so soon and one that loves me so much makes me want to curl up in a ball and shut it all out.
The show was a great distraction tonight, I'm glad I had it tonight. Right now is rough and tomorrow daytime will be rough and I want so very much to be worrying over nothing already.
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