So, I was going to post this, then held it because Ellie’s ill. Drinking a lot of water, I mean, a LOT of water, in the past few days, which has led to runny poop and barfing said water. So, I’m thinking we now maybe have a kidney issue?
Her age is approximately 6 (edited, I lost track) but that’s just a guesstimate from the shelter where I adopted her, she could be 8 or so.
I’ve gone an entire month without a $300 vet bill or having to buy $$ prescription food, so, of course. She’s not in any distress, so she’s just going to have to wait until payday (when I get my final check for the next 5 paydays). I did not need this.
The reason I don’t think this is an emergency – story below. She’s begging treats, demanding pets, looks just fine, and she’s well enough to leap to the mantel and commit casual vandalism.
I have a pair of hand carved giraffes from Kenya on my mantel. They have been there for three years, since I bought them during a short stay at Animal Kingdom Lodge. (Wait, you didn’t think I could ever afford to visit Kenya for real, did you? I can’t even afford Animal Kingdom Lodge unless they’re offering a hell of a passholder discount!) In three years they have been unmolested and unharmed, totally ignored by the cat.
The other night I was rudely awakened by a crash. Ellie had inexplicably decided that she had to leap to the mantel. Why? Because she’s a cat. The smaller giraffe had hit the floor with a sound like a plate shattering. I was half asleep and confused and wasn’t even sure what the cat had knocked over, until I saw the small faceless figure near the fireplace. I couldn’t find the face at first and was contemplating bludgeoning the cat with the remains, but then I found it, and thankfully it was all in one piece.
It could have been worse, it’s a clean break and I was able to superglue it back, you can barely see the damage.
There’s a new baby giraffe named Humphrey at Disney’s Animal Kingdom. I hope I’ll see him on the safari on Thursday.