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Miscellany
Okay, we’ll start with the big news. Junior needs a spanking! The cat went feral on us yesterday after acting a bit strange all day. Was it the fireworks over the last 3 days? The kids yelling next door yesterday? Just the general, “I can’t take it anymore?” We rushed him to the vet (I either need to get a job there or at least a cot, we’re there so often.) The vet agreed something was drastically wrong…but had no idea what. The cat drooled, wouldn’t settle down–he was in a complete panic attack. With no sign or reason. We had to leave him overnight. This morning, the little angel was eating and playing with the vet, the techs, anyone that came near him. The vet said he must have gotten into something toxic. Yes, well, we looked everywhere last night and can’t find anything he might have gotten into. He had the lampshade on, which makes it pretty hard for him to get into anything. Seriously.
So the vet thinks we’re bad parents because we let Junior find trouble. We think we’re bad owners because we somehow allowed that poor cat to be terrified out of his wits.
When he gets home, he’s getting a spanking, I tell you.
Gardening
There is probably something else going on in my life besides daily trips to the vet. I have to think hard, but I remember being a gardener once upon a time. Of course when I went to Wal-Mart they were still busy getting rid of Christmas–no onion starters yet. Not that I *need* more onions. It’s just warm out and I feel the need to plant something.
Since there were no onions, I planted some snap peas. And then some green onions. I’m thinking about expanding a section of my garden. No, I can’t keep up with a larger garden. Yes, I do this to myself every year. It’s out of control.
Reading
The Town Drunk has a new issue out. I’ve read the first story and I really liked it. It’s bizarre. It’s called Super Hero, Uncensored by Kabza. I’m pretty sure I had this job once, only no one referred to me as a superhero. I guess the only difference is that after Junior, I have no desire to work in a pet store…
Jim Hines’ new series comes out on Tuesday: The Stepsister Scheme. I started reading it and it’s good. Quite good so far.
The paperback version of The Vacant Throne comes out on Tuesday as well. It’s the third in the throne series by Joshua Palmatier. I haven’t started on the second one yet, but the first was a very good read–an orphan girl surviving on medieval streets. What made her stand out wasn’t actually her “talent” it was her sheer guts.
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What a strange and unfortunate coincidence–we went through something similar with Klaus last week. One day-bam! No appetite, threw up when he did eat, and diarrhea. It lasted about a day. No idea why. Like you, I can only guess he got a hold of something that didn’t agree with him. But how or what? I checked the yard-nothing unusual. And Klaus isn’t one to just go eating weird stuff off the ground (Tora, on the other hand…) I’m just glad it lasted less than 24 hrs, or we would have been visiting the vet as well.
It’s puzzling and a bit frustrating. I can’t believe the vet really thinks you’re bad parents. Bad parents wouldn’t have bothered to even visit the vet.
On another note, it’s way too early around here for me to even think of getting out in the yard. Plus, it’s way too wet. The ground is over-saturated. Good time to stay indoors and read.
Comment by Trina — January 4, 2009 @ 10:53 am
This morning, after he acted funny again, we did some web research and found out the styrofoam is probably mildly toxic to cats. He has this foam thing that is for outdoor faucets for freezing weather that he has been batting around for a week. In the last few days, even with his hood on, he figured out how to bite it a few times. We didn’t think anything of it…that MIGHT be the problem. It’s been taken away from him now!!!
Maybe Klaus had the 24 hour flu for dogs.
But it really is frustrating because you want to help and you can’t even ask the pet questions. Plus when they do answer, they deny everything.
Not five minutes–and I mean literally, not five minutes after we got Junior home we FINALLY figured out the diarrhea — tapeworms. I just about DIED when I saw it and figured out what it was. I am going to have NIGHTMARES for weeks. BMHusband raced back to the vet and got the medication. We thought the other stuff we gave him had him completely dewormed months ago–turns out that medication did nothing for tapeworms. We had him tested for worms, but turns out that they can’t test for tapeworms–you just have to wait to see them.
I’m still so grossed out, I may never be the same again.
It was 82 or so yesterday. It’s 40 today, wind blowing, and hopefully, hopefully some rain to come tonight and tomorrow. We’ve really been needing rain since last spring. And of course if we get a nice rain and then some warm days, my onions and beans will come up!!! And I’ll just start thinking about what else I can plant…
Comment by Maria — January 4, 2009 @ 11:04 am