In a few hours, I finally go to pick up my cat. I’m nervous as to what the final amount will be that I have to pay them before they will release him to me. I’m hoping it’s not to much and I told them that if they needed to do more than what was quoted to me, to let me know. The only extra thing I told them to do was clip his nails.
I just want my cat back. The visit yesterday was a bit harrowing. He was not calm and very nervous. They brought him in actually attached to the IV pole this time. So, I was nervous having him walking around and wanting to jump off the table, afraid that the IV would rip out of his little leg. His eyes were still wide and scared looking and this time, he didn’t calm down when I tried to hold him close and kiss his head. He just wanted to run away. Of course, he doesn’t understand that we are trying to make him feel better. He probably thinks he’s being tortured and that kills me.
To add the icing on this miserable cake of mine, I think all this stress as of late is getting to me. I am feeling sickness coming on. I was fine as of a few hours ago, then suddenly, my nose itches, my head hurts and my throat feels scratchy. It came on so quickly that I’m wondering if it’s just allergies, which could very well be the case. Regardless, I’m going to be sitting on my couch tonight, hugging my cat, watching the Dodgers play against the Cardinals in Game 1.