Well, if you saw him today, you wouldn’t even think that 41 hours ago he was at the vet.
Last night he jumped on the desk; he’s jumped on the bed. He hasn’t tried the kitchen counter (via the bar chairs) yet, but I rather he didn’t because he’s not supposed to be on the kitchen counters. (Like that ever stopped him).
I’ve got a few cleaning things I need to finish taking care of around the house; I’m out of here tomorrow afternoon.
When last we saw Truffles, he was sleeping between the toilet and the tub in the guest bathroom, in The Cool Spot.
About feeding time, I wander into the bedroom and there he is, licking the remnants of Cookies’ earlier dinner.
So I go ahead and feed all the kitties. He comes down the hall, and is walking almost normal, albeit a bit slow.
After eating, he goes into his howling mood – where he’ll howl for a few minutes, congratulating himself on prey taken down easily. I’m sure by tomorrow he’ll be back to his normal self. But just in case, the pet sitter will be coming by daily through next Tuesday, then the alternate days check.
The lights keep flickering…maybe those t-storms are closer than I thought.
So. 11:30pm. I’m falling asleep when I hear things falling off the desk in the office. Grumble Truffles sleep grumble.
I go in, and I find that he’s walking in a very strange manner – like his hindquarters are stiff. He lies down, but he can’t get comfortable. I can tell he’s in pain. And he positions himself in such a way that I can only approach him from the front, and he will fight back.
So I sort of sneakily get him to roll off the desk into a chair, scoop him up and get him into the kennel. I go to the local 24 hour emergency hospital (which is also our normal vet). I call Cheri and tell him.
The typical football play of trying to get him sedated occurs – 5 people (including myself).
X-rays. Everything looks fine. No external trauma. No signs of internal trauma. Of course, since he’s sedated, no way to tell where pain is.
So I bring him home; he sort of drags himself into the guest bath, curls up and goes to sleep..
This morning, when I opened the cat food cans, he came out, and is walking almost normal; just a little hitch in the get-a-long. So I think he’s doing better. He’s sleeping at the moment; can’t say that I blame him.
The tough part is that I’m leaving on Wednesday. The pet sitter will keep an eye on him.
Hot and humid today. Supposed to have t-storms.
“If you see this in your journal, quote Shakespeare…”
She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
This great speech from Macbeth, Act V, Scene V. This also has one of my favorite lines, which I like to use when someone asks me something about a presentation of which I was not particularly in awe.
Another great quote
Fear not, till Birnam wood
Do come to Dunsinane.
(And not the usual meme userpic, either.)
I already did this in his journal, but Happy Birthday jelly_doughnut
I just got a call from Arbitron. I got to be selected for the book. One big catch; it was for the 7-day period of October 6th through 12th. I don’t think they would be interested if I listened to Funk und Fernsehen Hessen (Radio FFH), Armed Forces Radio, or Radio FG in Paris.
So not this time.
Update from Houston – people who live on the west side of Houston are staying, and those who live elsewhere are evacuating. One of our folks was already planning to be in San Antonio for the weekend, so they’ll be available for “sev 1” calls, as will us. Also, they’ll try to keep the systems (including mainframes) up as long as possible, but by Friday I think I’ll have nothing to do but read. (There is an “emergency” mainframe, which I suspect is really a FLEX-ES system, in Sunnyvale, but it will be only for the aforementioned “sev 1” calls.)
Rita is at Cat-5 now.
From jeditigger, and at least one other that I’ve forgotten:
In other news, our company – HQ’d in Houston – is into hurricane mode. They are shutting down the Houston offices, and people are to scatter to the 4 winds yet keep in touch.
Good luck, and Godspeed to all of those in the Gulf area.