Well, today has not been a good day! On my way to work (35 miles away) at 70 mph my front left tire blew. Then I didnt have a lug wrench, but fortunately a road worker (this happened right in front of where they're building a rest area) had a hydraulic jack and a lug wrenc and helped me change the tire. BUT, then the donut was half flat. Well, I went on to work, figuring I'd drive to the Shell nearby after work, but when I got off work the spare was flat and it tore apart as I drove to the Shell. Now Im totally stranded. I call a friend to come get me and when we get home I open the door and Tigers not there to greet me.
Now, let me explain something. Tiger is ALWAYS at the door to say hi, and with the way he was acting this morn I knew something was wrong. I found him half out of it lying in the bathroom and very lathargic. So my friend Helen and I raced him to the emergency vet where he was diagnosed with a bladder blockage from crystalization. He is presently (its 1:30 am EST) at the vets for the next 2-3 days, hes sedated and has a cathider and an IV drip in and I'm hysterical. Especially because I thought he was about to pee on the floor and I lightly swatted him this morn, which I was feeling guilty about anyway (see Saturday Daily Thread).
So, 2 flat tires, my car 35 miles away, my sick baby and a post dated check to the vet for $700 later, I'm finally home and feeling very down. But, fortunately, Catarinas online so I have someone to talk to.
Now, I'm not going to sleep at all worrying about my baby boy Tiger. Please pray for him.
Now, let me explain something. Tiger is ALWAYS at the door to say hi, and with the way he was acting this morn I knew something was wrong. I found him half out of it lying in the bathroom and very lathargic. So my friend Helen and I raced him to the emergency vet where he was diagnosed with a bladder blockage from crystalization. He is presently (its 1:30 am EST) at the vets for the next 2-3 days, hes sedated and has a cathider and an IV drip in and I'm hysterical. Especially because I thought he was about to pee on the floor and I lightly swatted him this morn, which I was feeling guilty about anyway (see Saturday Daily Thread).
So, 2 flat tires, my car 35 miles away, my sick baby and a post dated check to the vet for $700 later, I'm finally home and feeling very down. But, fortunately, Catarinas online so I have someone to talk to.
Now, I'm not going to sleep at all worrying about my baby boy Tiger. Please pray for him.