Goodbye June Bug We Love you!!!!

I don’t recommend driving 70 miles and hour on the expressway and talking to the vet as he is telling you that there isn’t anymore that they can do for your daughters cat and it would be best to put him down.

I was on my way to pick the girls up from swim camp on the phone with my hubby fighting with him about a light that choose to appear on my dashboard 45 mins into my trip. The back story being we never got a book with the new car and of course googling isn’t one of my husbands strong suits. He finds the book but you have to pay 2.50 to download it so that meant figuring out paypal etc. so as we are finding out what is wrong with the car the other phone rings and it the vet.

I hang up with Dave and call the vet back and when he said do you have a few minutes to talk I knew it wasn’t good. It wasn’t the amputation that was the problem that would heal ok it was the back foot they took the 3 toes off and pieced back together. It died. End of trying. Sobbing I asked if they could keep him comfortable until I picked up Sara so she could say good bye and they went out of there way to make it convenient for us to do so.

The hardest thing I have had to do in a long time happened next. I wanted the girls to enjoy the last few hours of camp and the swim meet award ceremony so I had to engage all of my acting skill to keep it together till we got home. It was the longest 7 hours of my life. Thank goodness she didn’t ask how he was!

We went up at 8 this morning to say our goodbyes and bring him home to be buried next to Chelsea in the pet garden. He was a fighter and a lover and we only had him a short time but we will miss him lots.

Of course there were some who scoffed and said why did we expend money we didn’t have to try and make it work but when it’s a part of your family and there is even the smallest chance he could have survived and lived a good life we had to try.

Sara seemed to take it in stride. She is very sad but she understands that we get animals because we want to give them the best lives we can for as long as we can no matter how much it hurts when we have to say goodbye. She continues to amaze me on a daily basis.

Stay safe, Stay cool, Feel loved.

TTFN

Family (two legged ones) Update.

Sara and Meg left for swim camp for a whole week on Sunday and I was supposed to enjoy the peace and quiet while they were gone. Thanks to the cat that isn’t happening.

For the most part they seem to be enjoying camp. Of course I got a call Tuesday from the college nurse saying don’t panic but Megan fell off her bunk and hurt her foot. My response was she is the youngest of 4 so unless your going to tell me she is dead not much will phase me. She had a scrape on the top of her foot and a bruise on her shin from screwing around on the ladder of her bunk. 3 ½ hours away and she is making poor choices. But it all worked out and she will be fine and is swimming. They both seemed to make some new friends and I go pick them up on Saturday if I don’t have to take the cat to the vet. Then Dave will have to go get them or take the cat to the vet.

Sean attended a Football camp up in Rochester last week and loved it. He even won an award for his group which made him smile ear to ear. He also got to hang with his cousin Dylan and they had a blast catching up and getting reacquainted. He has been home and attending his summer work outs for football every afternoon and swimming in the morning for swim club. But he some how did something to his knee last night at practice and is limping and bruised. Can you imagine how I reacted when he called me to ask me to come get him because he had screwed up his knee.

Ian is not returning to Fredonia. He failed to confirm his dorm room and was put on a waiting list so we said there is no way in hell you’re living off campus so I guess you aren’t going back. But he needs to be in school or he gets booted off our insurance so he transferred his stuff to the local college down the road GCC and is taking a 12 credit course load to stay a full time student and get some of his stuff out of the way. And he is looking for a job. He has an interview on Monday at TOPS so hopefully he will be working soon and have a purpose in life. He also has to complete his 20 hours of community service here in Dansville within a month’s time so he will be busy for the next few weeks at least. I am sad he isn’t returning to Fredonia but I am thrilled to have him close and safeish.

The hubby continues to make us all look bad by taking care of himself and exercising and eating well. His blood pressure has pretty much come down to a point where they may take him off the meds he has been on for years.

Where his is going down mine has been steady high for the past few months. I finally figured I better address it before I am the next casualty in the house. The stress is wearing me thinner than I have been worn in a long time and I am not sure how much longer I can stay the strong one. I laughingly say I would have a nervous break down I just don’t have the time or energy.

I am off to do something good for myself for the second time today and go swimming even though I just want to crawl into bed and sleep.

Stay safe, Stay Cool, Feel Loved.
TTFN

Pet update

So here we are over 2 weeks since I last wrote and thing haven’t let up. OMG.

Henry is on his 4th steroid shot and seems to have hit a plateau. He still has trouble with his back leg but can get around “ok”. He is also showing interest in chewing on Frisbees and bones instead of just laying there looking forlorn. In comes Junior.

A week ago last Thursday there was a horrible howling coming from the upstairs hallway at around 11:30 at night. It was Junior with his front leg hanging from a small piece of muscle. Panic ensued among the children, as I am trying to administer first aid to the cat, calm the kids, call the vet and run for the car to make the trip up over the hill to the vets. Which is usually a 20 min drive done in 10. All the while trying not to think about what I am looking at staying focus and trying to stay calm myself. Long story short the cat not only had his front leg amputated on Friday but three of his toes on his back foot and came home on Saturday. Things seemed to be progressing well he was starting to eat and use the pan and drink on his own then the smell set in. Nobody told me about the dead skin scenario that would most likely happen till I took him back yesterday because of the smell and was informed that most of the area around the incision would probably fall off. Great. Shoot me now.

Guess when it decides to start falling off? When I am at work today and my husband is the one to discover it and calls me freaked out and ranting about why we didn’t just put the cat to sleep. Its normal, its gross, deal with it and I will be home in 30 minutes. I don’t know why we didn’t have him put to sleep; the thought didn’t even cross my mind when we were standing in the vet office at midnight. The vet said he was strong and young and cats can do well on three legs and Sara already had lost a cat that was only about 2 years old and I wanted to save this one for her. Wrong or right I wanted to try at least to save her more upset if possible.

Good thing I finally decided to splurge and go to the doctor about my blood pressure and get meds because I’m thinking the top of my head is going to blow off any time now.

So as we sink deeper into financial hell and life keeps trying its best to cut me off at the knees I will keep jumping up I guess till I can’t anymore.

Stay safe, Stay cool, Feel loved.

TTFN