Remember Midas? Everything he touched turned to gold.
I have the reverse Midas touch. Every kitten I touch turns to shit.
Simba has been sneezing his little two pound head off for three days. I took him to the vet this morning at 8am. He has an upper respiratory infection- which is basically a kitten cold, an eye infection in BOTH eyes and he still smells like a barnyard.
The vet said that kittens that come from shelters are commonly afflicted with these maladies and not to worry. He put him on an antibiotic, eye drops and some powder to add to his food which acts as an immune-booster. He was nice enough not to charge me an office visit fee, so my bills was ONLY $63 for the medications.
He goes back next Saturday for a re-check and hopefully at that time, I can let him out of solitary confinement. Poor kitten is living in a 10x12 bathroom. Poor me, because he smells like a dump truck thanks to his parasite. Do you have any idea what a small room filled with kitten poop smells like after 5 days? Not so pleasant, believe you me.
The bills to this vet are mounting by the day, and as I write check after check, I take comfort in knowing that the vet's children will be at Harvard in a few years, thanks to generous donations by my family.
Of course, It would be cheaper to just not have pets, and drown the two I have now in the lake- But, could YOU not take care of this face??
Cute isn't he??
Know what's NOT cute? That God forsaken wallpaper in my bathroom. I SHOULD spend this Saturday ripping it down, but, I am lazy. I think I will take my kids to the park and McDonald's. Joey is away for the weekend,and I am a single mom until tomorrow, what better way to celebrate than with a Big Mac?
Enjoy your weekend!
Cici
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Susan Smith
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