Fraidy Kittens: Day 5

Bounce Back

I

5:40AM

The sound that every human who lives with cat dreads: the loud ME-OOOWWWW followed by the unmistakable retching that means . . . well, . . . you know what it means.

By 7:30, Clio had repeated this action 12 times, so down we went to the Midtown Veterinary Services and Hospital. This on a day when ice and snow were predicted. (More about that to come.)

The new young vet (my vet was off today, though I saw her briefly there anyway) saw both kittens, just in case, and had good news: Clio purred happily even when he kneaded her belly. No blockage. But to be safe, she received an anti-nausea shot, an antibiotic shot, and a general checkup. He suggested a teaspoon of pumpkin for constipation (both cats loved it; who knew?) and twice daily antibiotics, orally. 

II

2:39PM 

Vigorous play with a flingy toy proves that a little TLC goes a long way.

And, not long after, the snow arrived, just in time for another nap.

Kindness

My neighbor Diane made my cat Lucy a little comforter years ago, and she loved it. For proof, see here, and here, and here, and here. Even last night, as the temperature dropped, Lucy collected her little self, curled into a ball on the kitty quilt, and slept before the space heater.

So this afternoon, when I took her to Midtown Veterinary Services & Hospital to be euthanized, she traveled on that quilt and lay on that quilt when she saw her last humans: the assistant who has been to my house many times, the best vet I've ever known, and mine.

We did her a kindness today. I am glad she went out easily and that she had one last good afternoon in the sun.