Well, my precious kitty, Smokey, hasn't been well the last couple of days. Anyone that knows me well, knows how much this dang cat means to me. I have 3 cats-love them all-but Smokey is special. He was the first cat I was 'allowed' to have after I left my exhusband (who claimed allergies). I got Smokey, and his brother, for Kaitlynne for Christmas year before last. His brother didn't make it, unfortunately..but Smokey's been with me since. He is the best-tempered cat I've ever had. Always loving on everyone... Anyway, the day before yesterday I noticed he was drooling alot. I kept him inside last night, he was still drooling and had his tongue sticking out just a bit. He wasn't eating or drinking, just wanted to sleep quite a bit. So Alex told me to take him to the vet (this, too, caught me offguard-my ex always told me w/ my animals 'if they die, they die'). I get my precious boy down there, he's quite calm...they take him back to do the feline leukemia test on him. Ok, here's where I lose it (yep, meltdown in the vet's office). I'm sitting there thinking 'I just lost my babygirl, and now I'm going to have to put my cat to death...'. I'm crying, vet comes in (he's been my animals' vet for years, nearly family at this point), gives me a big hug and says the leukemia is negative. He takes a tongue compressor and opens Smokey's mouth and says ,"OMG, I've never seen an ulcer that big!" I was like huh? So he shows me. My poor kitty's tongue is one big sore. Vet tells me Smokey has licked something poisonous and burnt the top layer of his tongue off. Says he's in excrutiating pain, which is why he won't eat/drink. I had no idea. Smokey's temperment stayed even-keel, just sleepy and drooly. They kept him to give him antibiotics and pain meds (if the pain meds work and Smokey eats on his own, he can come home tomorrow..if not, he'll have to get a cathetar inserted to give him fluids).
It seems silly, almost, to be comparing this to losing my daughter. Not really comparing, I guess...more 'adding on to'. I don't want any more death, even if it's "just" my cat. My family, friends, and furbabies mean everything to me-they all symbolize something in my life. Aye, I dunno...I just hope to God he's okay...
Finally got my T-Mobile shut off..I swear, I've been at them all day trying to get thru, kept disconnecting me. Alex finally got thru to them, finished it..bastards.
Niki: I won't say too much in here just yet til we got definates, but girl...I'm praying for ya. I so hope those 2 lines stick!
Day 31 without Marissa....that's 30 days, 23 hours, and 59 minutes longer then I thought I'd make it....
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