Live to die another day

Is it just me, or do four day weeks have a way of feeling longer than regular five-day weeks? I’m almost (almost) happy this isn’t another three-day weekend, because I don’t think I can handle another week like last week.

What happened, you ask? WELL. To start things off, on Tuesday we had Madison’s annual vet visit. Did you know that cats can have allergic reactions to vaccines? I did not know this, although I suppose it makes sense. If humans can have allergic reactions to drugs, why can’t animals, right? Luckily, I thought to call the vet right away (“excuse me, but my cat just threw up about fifty times and took a dump on the kitchen floor, is that bad?”) and we rushed him back to the vet and they gave him a big dose of benadryl and managed to stop the reaction (but not before he developed hives all over his body – and in case you’re wondering what hives look like on a cat: it just looked like he had the world’s worse case of bed-head, with fur sticking straight out of the lumps on this face like they’d been gelled up in a punk-rock hairdo).

Then we got to give Madison a pill twice a day for the next three days. I’ve NEVER been able to get him to take a pill before (and, oh, how I have tried), but somehow we managed it. The other options were 1. taking him to the vet twice a day for injections, or 2. letting him go into anaphylactic shock, so I guess what we've been lacking before is just the proper motivation. 

Joel and I both got scratched (but only once each!) and he totally had our tricks figured out by the third day, but it got done and it seems dear Madison will live to terrorize the vet staff another day. And, bonus! We have a new record: three vet visits in two days! Beat that, anyone. I dare you.  At least he's been extra-cuddly and generally good since the whole ordeal.  Except for when he ran outside and hid in the neighbor's junk pile this morning.  Is anyone in the market for a cat?

Anyway, that was that: the cat almost died, but then he didn’t and I don’t think I’ll be feeling too guilty about letting the old rabies vaccine lapse next year.

I had a mental list of all the other catastrophes that happened during the week, but I can’t seem to remember what any of them were now. It was kind of a long, busy week at work. I think. Does anyone else develop total amnesia by Sunday night?

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Joel decided he wanted to get some exercise this weekend. Specifically, he decided he wanted to go for a 10-mile walk on the NCR trail. So walk we did, 10 miles.

Actually, it was 10.89 miles according to the Nike+ pedometer, but who’s counting? And, yes, I did take this picture at the turn-around point as proof.

I’m nowhere near as sore as I expected to be today, and happily my knee feels fine. I didn’t even ice it today! Good job, little knee. Maybe you’ll come around yet.

Man, I also felt like we had a rather impressive list of weekend doings to recount, but that’s about it. Oh, we went to the library.  I did some laundry, folded it, and put it away on the same day (that, actually, is rather big news). And now it’s Sunday night and I’m desperately wishing I had just one more day. Man, it’s like I’ll never learn.

Comments

[Mrs. D]

So glad to hear your kitty is okay! That sounds like enough excitement for one week all by itself.

Congrats on doing laundry, folding it, and putting it away. That little sequence usually takes me a week to complete. Or longer.

[RA]

Didn't I hear that Janet's husband wants a cat? Right? :)

[Pink Herring]

Hmm, but I seem to remember that Andrew wants a lap cat, which Madison is not. And I'm not giving up my good cat. 

 

I think I might just tie a bow around his neck and leave him in the neighbor's mailbox.  I mean, he wants to live in her garbage pile anyway. 

[Mom]

The NCR trail looks like a nice bike path ...

[Kari]

Giving cats pills is the worst. I can do the dog, not so much the cat.

Laundry? In one day? No way! That NEVER happens around my house!

[Lisa]

I've done three vet visits in three days, but not three in two!

[michael]

glad Madison is feeling better, I feel like the cat health insurance company is going to need a bailout

[nancypearlwannabe]

Ten miles on a whim? You are such a good wife.

[Karen]

I am so glad your cat is okay. And that walk sounds like fun, except I hope it wasn't too cold over there. I walked 1.6mi today with a friend (just a walk home for her and halfway home for me, I took the bus from her house) and by the end I could not feel my legs anymore, I was that cold.