Thursday, February 6, 2003 The vet called about a half hour ago. When I saw the number on caller ID, I wondered why. He asked me how Boney was doing (he’s fine, slept a lot last night), was he eating (yes). Then he tells me he sent a sample of the fluid for testing, to make sure it wasn’t cancer. Right then, my heart dropped. We’re talking milliseconds here, but I just knew he had bad news. But he didn’t. He said that the fluid tested as being related to the heart problem (which is due to the thyroid problem). Whew. Don’t scare me like that. :B-no
Boney does seem more relaxed. But he’s hardly purring at all. I wonder if purring helped his breathing yesterday or lessened the pain. Oh, wait, he’s purring again. Hmm…
Annie is doing lots better. I saw her do a poop this morning and it looked pretty good. Smelled like :poop, though.
I had all the doors and windows opened, but it’s gotten breezy and it’s kind of cool, too. Cooler than I’m comfortable with right now. I just shut the office up, that’s more better.
Well, not really much going on right now. Cats are snoozing (DeeJay is on the office cam; Lisa is on the chair cam), Annie is on the scanner, there are a few on the bed (Boney is one of them, I took a picture of where he was shaved yesterday before the vet drew out all of the fluid from his chest; I’ll start posting pictures again after this weekend when I get the other computer online), many on the sofa and loveseat in the living room. I’m sure there would be more outside if it weren’t so breezy.
See ya round like a donut hole, square if you’re a Lawrence Welk fan. (A guy I used to work with said that all the time.)