Here Comes The Black Rain Again

August has always been a difficult month for me so I was glad to see it go. Having just ordered some bedroom furniture and having the past month behind me, I woke up on September 1st quite vibed and ready to go. First thing, I had to take my rescue cat to the vet. He had been doing better but needed a regular check-up so I wasn't worried; that was, until the explosion hit.

Have you ever been near an explosion of such magnitude that you were thrown through the air only to be slammed into a brick wall? Me either, but I've seen it on television and am certain that is how it felt when I left the vet's office last Saturday.

I was told that the cat has a tumor in his intestines and that this is why he cannot digest food very well. They could not determine if surgery was not an option until they did an x-ray to determine if the growth had spread up into his lungs. Fortunately, it had not so the little guy was scheduled to have surgery this past Wednesday. It was crushing but I had hope that the tumor could be removed and, eventually, kitty would be better than before.

It was around noon that Wednesday that I got the call from the vet. There was no way to remove the tumor without taking the pancreas and doing so would only worsen the situation so his seven-inch incision was closed up with two layers of stitches and then stapled together.

I have felt really ashamed to have put him through such trauma for no use. Nothing can be done but wait until the tumor grows large enough so that he cannot digest any food and then, well, you know....

Anyway, I get quite distraught over these types of problems. I guess my August is now his September. What a crappy year he has had: he was abandoned by his family at a shelter, has been extremely ill, and now his guts have been taken out and put back in for no reason.

Pros And Cons of Cat As Significant Other

Sammy the Scoot

Pros:

1. Runs for door to greet me and give me some good lovin' each day when I come home

2. Soft, furry, and smells good

3. Likes fun and play

4. Appreciates serenity

5. Gives affectionate baths

6. Likes to "spoon" and cuddle

7. Uses the litter box and hides "indiscretions"
8. Easily amused
9. Entertaining
10. Purrs at my very presence

Cons:

1. Not allowed in public facilities, restaurants included -- nor has the desire

2. Not one for long walks in the park ... or most outdoor activities

3. Does not like rock concerts

4. No human communication

5. Causes loud crashes in the night

6. Hairballs
7. Moody as hell
8. Litter box
9. Lies on laptop keyboard
10. No income

Black On Black II

2:48 AM: This is not the black hour of depression that awakens me this night. This is the hour of the black-cat-hairball-hacking-in-my-face-while-sleeping.

I gave him some hairball remedy and tried to go back to sleep but then he kept jumping on the bed, completing a circle around me, then jumping back down. It is my hope that he is doing some type of ritual-spell that will cast us out of this darkness we have been living under. With my bare hands, I'd go take out the eye-of-a-frog if it meant getting myself together.

I've missed a couple of days worth of work this week due to my distress and my bp is low probably due to my not eating or something and I panic when trying to decide what clothes to wear. I'm wearing unmatching socks right now which would be a catastrophe in my normal life.

Black On Black

It was difficult but I managed to get black cat #1 to the apartment. He hisses, grunts, and growls at black cat #2 but #2 just stares at him as if he is a crazy cat. #1 has batted at #2 twice, as far as I can tell. The second time, #2 batted back. I hope this is the worst of it but it is not possible to know. I can hear growling at this moment. The messes I create....