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Feb. 18th, 2021 08:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesMy cats are spoiled. Not excessively, because I only buy one rotisserie chicken per month and they only get scraps of it, and I stretch out the scraps over a week. But I went out in the snow after work to buy a can of tuna to hide gabapentin in tomorrow. And Whole Foods is closer to home than the pet store is, so they get human tuna, not cat-food tuna. From Whole Foods. Spoiled, I say.
To be fair, it would have been cat-food tuna, but I didn't know I was going to need to drug them up to the eyebrows tomorrow until lunchtime today. I'm being a bit of a paranoid pet parent, because Lily's eye is getting better and she's not ready to die on me yet. But she should weigh more than she does, given how much she eats, and Dr. P agreed to move the appointment from March to tomorrow for that and the eye. I almost hope the weight problem is recurring hyperthyroid, even though that's not supposed to happen after the Radioactive Cat Saga. But at least I know how to treat that. Sticking her with an insulin needle every day if it's diabetes isn't my favorite idea. I'll do it if I have to, of course.
I'm back to wondering every morning, if I wake up before Lily comes to inquire about breakfast, whether I'm waking up to a dead cat (even though at least half of my brain knows she's not ready yet). I would dearly love to stop that. I used to wonder if I would be coming home to a dead cat, before the Radioactive Cat Saga. Then she got better and I stopped thinking that way, and it was lovely. But now she's skinny again. Not quite as skinny as before the Radioactive Cat Saga, at least. She doesn't have hipbones sticking out this time.
Quirk gets doped up to the eyebrows because she needs a rabies shot and I don't know yet how she acts with vets in her living space. Her previous vet records didn't say anything about how she acted in their various offices. Better safe than sorry. And she needs a manicure anyway, which I can do while she's loopy on happy pill and rabies shot. Why did I want cats, again? (Because, among other reasons, I would be in an absolutely awful mental state after almost a year of living completely alone in a pandemic if I didn't have them.)
I need a new team name. Lily and Snip were the Hairy Beasts, but it doesn't quite fit Lily and Quirk.
To be fair, it would have been cat-food tuna, but I didn't know I was going to need to drug them up to the eyebrows tomorrow until lunchtime today. I'm being a bit of a paranoid pet parent, because Lily's eye is getting better and she's not ready to die on me yet. But she should weigh more than she does, given how much she eats, and Dr. P agreed to move the appointment from March to tomorrow for that and the eye. I almost hope the weight problem is recurring hyperthyroid, even though that's not supposed to happen after the Radioactive Cat Saga. But at least I know how to treat that. Sticking her with an insulin needle every day if it's diabetes isn't my favorite idea. I'll do it if I have to, of course.
I'm back to wondering every morning, if I wake up before Lily comes to inquire about breakfast, whether I'm waking up to a dead cat (even though at least half of my brain knows she's not ready yet). I would dearly love to stop that. I used to wonder if I would be coming home to a dead cat, before the Radioactive Cat Saga. Then she got better and I stopped thinking that way, and it was lovely. But now she's skinny again. Not quite as skinny as before the Radioactive Cat Saga, at least. She doesn't have hipbones sticking out this time.
Quirk gets doped up to the eyebrows because she needs a rabies shot and I don't know yet how she acts with vets in her living space. Her previous vet records didn't say anything about how she acted in their various offices. Better safe than sorry. And she needs a manicure anyway, which I can do while she's loopy on happy pill and rabies shot. Why did I want cats, again? (Because, among other reasons, I would be in an absolutely awful mental state after almost a year of living completely alone in a pandemic if I didn't have them.)
I need a new team name. Lily and Snip were the Hairy Beasts, but it doesn't quite fit Lily and Quirk.
