My sister asked a neighbor friend and me to take turns watching her kitty while she vacationed in another country. Popping in once, every other day for the duration of the trip? No problem.
Or so I thought. That was until my kitty nephew got really, really sick on my watch. Moaning and repeatedly vomiting bile. I called the clinic and was told to bring him in ASAP. That was Wednesday. Scrambling to get the cat into a kennel, trying to make arrangements for my son to be picked up from school, waiting for two hours at the clinic while they ran tests.
Unable to reach my sister.
Needless to say, this has been an extremely stressful week. After a brief stay at the kitty hospital, he was sent home with a daily regimen that included two capsules, one GINORMOUS pill, and two vials of liquid painkillers. EACH DAY. Holy smokes. My every other day visit turned into multiple visits per day. And those visits were now battles. Here’s a clip of what it was like anytime I approached him (turn your volume up to hear his groaning protest):
Thankfully, I was finally able to reach my sister and she decided to cut her trip short. Just in time because now I am sick. [When it rains, it pours.] Hope to be back to regular posting soon!