| ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- in which the cat is better but i'm still fucking sad about everything Had to take the little guy back to the vet this morning; he wasn't really eating and they were worried he'd already slipping into crisis. LUCKILY that was not the case. His bloodwork came back fine and he is home again and has had his first insulin shot. He's still kind of hiding out but he's been very loving and comes over for pets frequently *and* he's eaten, so that is really key. Long holiday weekend, whatever a "holiday" is in these weird times. I've started to realize that this year things like Thanksgiving and Christmas will look really different and it's hard for me to believe we're just four months out from New Year's Eve, which we spent in Paris and how is that a literal lifetime ago? Now this year I wonder if we'll see family at the holidays. My niece just turned five and we are going to meet her and my brother for lunch on a patio somewhere next week. That will mark our first meal at a restaurant since mid-March. I'm so glad we'll get to see her. I am so very fucking sad about everything. At least my cat is doing better. I honestly don't think I could survive losing one of my babies right now. 7:02 pm - 04.09.20
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the year of our lord, 2020 - 10.10.20 - 11:51 am and mom would stick a fork in daddy's shoulder - 07.10.20 - 11:05 am wish me luck on sleeping - 28.09.20 - 3:58 pm 17 years later - 24.09.20 - 9:55 am we're all probably OK, I guess. - 21.09.20 - 5:21 pm |
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