Last night Buddy gave us a scare. Buddy is the least throwing up cat I have ever met. Last night I could hear this strange noise and I knew the strange noise was coming from Buddy. She was hunkered down on all fours with her head held slightly askew. Of course my plans were to bundle Buddy up and head to the Emergency Care for Animals off the West Loop. Reasonable heads prevailed when Roy mentioned she merely was trying to throw up. Not one to believe a man who never had a cat in his life until now, I called Dena, interrupting her from studying her Sunday School lesson. Yes, she was studying on a Wednesday night, but we all know good Sunday School teachers wait until Saturday night to study, then plead and make bargains with the Lord so that He will give a lesson to them. Uh, I don't know any teachers personally that have EVER done that. Anyway, Dena assured me that Buddy was OK, especially since she could probably hear Buddy in the background running around. We put some Vaseline on her nose to help her digest a hairball, if that is what it was. All that drama must have worn Buddy out. She slept by my side all night and has been somewhat lethargic today. So, while she is sleepy and cooperative, I took a few pictures of Buddy.
It has just come to mind, maybe it is time for me to go back to work, I am taking pictures of my cat. Not only that, but I ordered this stuff today I saw on late night TV, Stop Pain Now! You spray it under your tongue 4 times a day and all for the low, low price of $19.95 plus shipping and handling. I will let you know how it works out. I hope this helps with all the extreme knee pain I have had for the month of December. I wonder if this spray works when loved ones give a lot of pain.
Well, guess I better get cleaned up. I am meeting Dena for dinner. Roy has a late evening at the office trying to get loose ends all tied up. When he comes home he'll have a lovely lasagna dinner waitng for him...of course prepared by the fine, fine people of Rice Epicurean.