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