Saturday, August 12, 2006
Just call me paranoid
So, I went in to feed mom today (these cats soo need names) and there were no kittens in site. I called, but nothing. They were in the carrier sleeping, but paranoid me starts thinking something went very wrong and they didn't make it through the night.
No reason to think this.. everyone was happy and healthy last night.
But I didn't have the strength to reach in the carrier and possibly find dead kittens, so I asked my hubby to check in on them later (as I am trying to find a way to leave to get some errands done this morning)
well a few minutes later I opened the door to where the kittens are, and see the little boy with leg issues. I grab him for a hug, and walk in to see my hubby and say look, this kitten isn't dead.. and my husband knowing how silly I feel over all this says "Yeah, we like not dead kittens"
This is all too true.
When I put him back, I saw the other "not dead kittens" wrestling..
Everyone is fine, and apparently, I need to chill just a little.
While typing this, Emerald JUMPED from the floor to my lap. Something she has not done in a long time. She put on a little weight the other day. Since I don't know if it is the thyroid meds or the zantac doing it, I stopped giving her zantac. We'll know by tonight tomorrow at the latest, if she's still nauseous. She is still EXTREMELY hungry all the time.
Dr. B is opening his doors Sept 25th.. Thank goodness!!
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yay emmie!
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