Some days just turn out different than I planned. After our Farmgirls sale, it takes quite a few days for everyone to either pick up or for me to deliver their earnings. So today Hubby was in charge of hanging around so a couple of people could collect their paycheck and I took our cat, Norma Jean, to the vet. She is licking her hair off herself limb by limb and recently she began on her electrolysis on her stomach.
Not so much fun plus she looks like a sheared poodle from the back side. After much conversation and $281, our new vet determined that her licking was psychosomatic and that she has a urinary tract infection. I suggested if we situated a mirror so Norma could see how ridiculous she looks, maybe she would stop licking. He had never thought to suggest that but said no harm in trying. The infection will be another story of shooting amoxicillin down her throat twice daily. Fun!
One dose down and only 19 to go...it didn't go too bad with the two of us handling the med detail. Getting the bandage off her leg where they drew blood, now that's another deal. She was a trooper through the whole process - not hardly a meow out of her...but trying to cut the bright blue bandage off - not so much! Do you think they would charge me a full office visit to snip that bugger off???
Oh ya - I can't cut her back claws and they said they would and in the jungle of tests, she came out of there with her claws. Darn!
That was my morning...feeling comatose upon arriving home, I stared at the computer for an hour or two.
Then it was off to the garden to plant...2 1/2 hours later and one or two wheelbarrows full of weeds - no planting done. But now the plants are out of the screen house and on the deck steps. Ugh...
Well - tomorrow's another day We had planned a trip to see my niece's animal farm today but will have to reschedule.
Off to read - perhaps to nap!
Bonnie
