november 9

ruled out two...

The results came back on two of the bad viruses yesterday and they were, thankfully, negative. Now we just have to get the results back from the FIP test and we'll know if this is just a bad flu-like thing going around or if it's something more.

Gray has to get anti-biotics orally twice a day and drops every three hours. Since I can't run home every three hours and neither can A*, I've got her here at work with me. I hope it's worth it because this damned cat is driving me nuts. She's literally climbing the walls, the brick walls. She completely mangled her claws. It was funny until she fell onto my desk and knocked over my cup of hot chocolate, barely missing my laptop.

Now she's sitting in the window meowing pitifully. I would think the view of a busy downtown street would be interesting to her; I mean, this cat watches TV intently. But no, it's just freaking her out.

The rest of the cats seem okay, just a little tired and sneezy. I hope they don't have to go on anti-biotics and have exams. This little gray cat just cost me $220 that I don't really have right now. Yikes.

Now she's decided to take a nap in my lap. That's better. Deeeeeep breaths, kitty. Now she's kissing me. So. Cute.

Her paws are hot and sweaty and leaving prints on my khakis. Her paws are also PINK because she and her sister, Cow, found one of my new lipsticks, removed the cap, and batted it all over the kitchen floor this morning. And yes, there is pink lipstick smeared all over my vinyl. Joy.

I don't know why I do this. I'd better come back as some pamper-ass royal cat in my next life.

Nuh. Uh. She just laid a single Hershey's kiss poo on my desk.

- november 9