Okay, DaNiece went to the vet this morning to have her ear taken care of. The vet called and said he’d drained it, but didn’t operate, he doesn’t feel that it’s time and that it may still resolve on its own. This is a good thing. And he didn’t charge for what he did. Which is another good thing.
Now, last night Kirby lost his balance. He couldn’t stand up straight. It was scary. He still wanted to eat, he slept well, he’s drinking, he’s just not keeping his balance. He’s better today (just ate a considerable amount of human tuna mixed with Fancy Feast). While I was watching him eat, I heard a noise from the garage.
Then one of Little Bit’s kittens came running into the house. I didn’t know which one, there are three who are black with a white spot on the chest. This cat was all puffed up and running sideways! Not normal at all! I followed it into the bedroom and it went under the bed, hissing at me.
I left the bedroom and checked out the other Bitten kittens. I found Ross and Joey on the patio. So the cat under the bed is Monica. Stupid Charlie went in there and started to go under the bed (he’s such an ass). I yelled at him to leave and I went to the other side to look at Monnie. She wasn’t there, she’d gone into the family room. I went back over to the sofa and opened Kirby’s food again and watched her walk down the hallway to the bedroom. Right now she’s up in the window, doesn’t look like there’s anything going on.
I’ll have to start watching her closely now.
I’m quickly becoming a basket case.
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