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11:10:2005 Entry: "Ann : Cat Day Morning, Afternoon and Evening"
Cat Day Morning, Afternoon and Evening
Last night, Caligula sat with me before I went to bed. He looked up at me with love eyes and did that cute cat thing that he does--turns his head and rolls over while reaching up to me with his paws. He wanted pets. I pet him and told him how much I love him and said he'd be getting his tumor removed. I couldn't sleep at all last night. Stan put him in his carrier in the morning before he fed the dogs, as pre-op cats can't have anything to eat in the morning. He was very fiesty and tried really hard to get out of the carrier. He didn't understand why he could't get anything to eat...he was so hungry! Stan put a towel over the carrier to calm him down. As we left the house, We left the door to the back room open so that Persephone cold get food if she wanted. As far as I knew, Persephone was in the living room or the part of the kitchen that was not near the back room. I did not see her sneak out of the house. We dropped Caligula off at the vet's. When we returned home, I was expecting to see Persephone in the back room eating food, but she wasn't there. I went into the living room, no Persephone. I went upstairs, no Persephone. The feeling hit me again...we lost her again. I called her and she didn't come. I went outside and called and called. Could she have slipped out undetected...again? How can this be happening to us...again, and on the day our other cat is having a tumor removed? At this point, Stan, who had called in sick to work yesterday because he was sick, decided he'd better call in sick again, even though he felt better. Too much stress all at once, one cat in surgery and the other having disappeared. I feared we will be spending the entire day hunting down Persephone outside. At this point I'm talking to Stan about something as far as what to do about the missing Persephone, and then in the hallway, from out of nowhere, emerges a little grey cat, acting as if nothing was wrong. "Oh, there she is," I said. She'd been hiding in a corner by a heat register, out of the way where it's hard to see her. That was one relief, but we got a call around 10 am from the vets. Caligula had a fever again! This was disconcerting because he had been on antibiotics since the first time we aborted the surgery due to fever. Stan really wanted to go ahead with the surgery, but they did some blood tests to see if there was something else causing him to have a fever. Scary words like Leukemia, Kidney Disease and Bone Marrow Disease entered the picture. I was a basketcase all morning and into the afternoon, waiting on a phonecall. They called around 2 pm. Bloodwork was normal, teeth cleaned, jaw x-rays done--looked normal, tumor surgery completed. We figure he was just probably stressed from being put in his carrier, and the stress caused the fever. We picked him up tonight (and got to see the CUTEST Boston Terrier puppy in the waiting room...major dog lust here), and he's now hunting for food, still feeling cheated from this morning, a little groggy from anaesthesia and with a big scar on his side.
4 Comments
I am so glad your cat is ok and that the other one was just hiding! I couldn't imagine.
Posted by Dawn @ 11:12:2005:08:40 AM CST
Thanks! It's good to have everyone home now.
Posted by Ann @ 11:12:2005:09:05 AM CST
Yep, it's good (about the cats) :)
Posted by Nico @ 11:14:2005:10:01 AM CST
Thanks Nico, BTW, where's your comment form? :D I read your post about bad TV and was going to leave a comment, but then they vanished!
Posted by Ann @ 11:14:2005:11:24 AM CST
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