Tuesday, February 18, 2014
This is my third week of the effects of the flu. Still coughing but not as much however, my chest is saying enough already, and my head feels like a bunch of nut eating squirrels are living inside. I have avoided the doctor but might have to call since I do believe it has turned into one of those wonderful pounding sinus infections. Drats I am really tired of being sick.
Yesterday I spent the day at Ancestry.com adding stories and old photos I had found in those boxes I told yawl about.
Also, yesterday, Puppy helped me take Moe to the vets. Since he had run off for 2 months, I had been encouraged to have him fixed so he would stay close to home. By taking him to be fixed well, I guess we saved his life. He was dehydrated and constipated VERY BAD. The vet was gonna take me to task but I stopped her flat in her tracks when I told her he had been gone for TWO months and I did not know what he had been up to. She still did not let up but said I would have to watch him more carefully and give him medicine.
My goal when I took the fur ball to the vet was to have him neutered so he would stay home. I had no idea he was having trouble as he did not act like anything was wrong.
The Kitty Justice is not to accuse me of cat neglect without all the facts. The She Vet may get a glance at my claws if she persist.