Poor Kitty!

Recently, something has happened to my Miah's kitty... Tattoo.

Saturday I had to take him to the vet (this is AFTER hunting down the vet for hours). I was freaking out because the cat's eye was watering and clear liquid was leaking from his nose. I looked it up on the Internet and there were comments that pointed to "allergies". I let it go for now because we went to Devyn's B-day party at Peter Piper Pizza.

(I will tell you a little story about that later in this post)


After the party, we came home and I checked on Tattoo and this is what I saw:

He was lethargic. I could hardly get him to move. I would pick him up and get him to stand but he would just drop where ever he was. His nose just kept dripping blood. I told Angel I was taking him to the vet and that I needed him to go with me.


The vet looked at him and said he suffered some kind of massive head trauma. His brain was swelling and it was causing the fluid to be squeezed out of his nose, mouth and eyes. He gave him a couple of shots to help reduce the swelling and I guess help with any pain he was in. He said he has a 50/50 chance. I needed to take him home and make him comfortable.


Great.


First the puppy and now this.


I don't think I can handle this.


It was Saturday so I was happy to stay at home in my room with the cat.
Poor thing had so much blood coming out of his nose that it finally dried and crusted up inside so the cat had to sleep with his mouth open.


He snores.


He's doing better. This picture is what he looks like all day long for the next few days. I took him back to the vet yesterday and the vet says he is doing much better because now he is aware of his surroundings. Last time, he had a concussion and was disoriented.

He gave him another shot and sent us home. He said he will be like this and getting better for the next 48 hours.

At least he's drinking water and this morning he ate a few bites of food. He won't eat because all he smells is blood.

Doc says, he should be ok.

I wonder what Bastard did this to my cat!

CHANGING THE SUBJECT...

Devyn's birthday party was pretty fun. His cousins got to spend the weekend with him.

All Devyn came and asked me for his birthday was a little pool. I went right out and got it for him. I had a hell of a time blowing that thing up because I didn't have a pump and I didn't know how to turn the shop-vac into a blower. I couldn't find the instruction manual so I had to look it up online.

We ordered the party pack for Devyn's party which consisted of everything we needed ...even tokens. The kids got there, ate played I handed out tokens left and right. Devyn opened his presents and he got $20 in birthday money. He held out his wallet for me to put the money in and I did. I was so glad my son liked to walk around with money in his wallet in his pocket.

I still had half a cup of tokens left so any kid that was around got more tokens. I handed like 5 of them to Devyn and he said, "Um, no thank you, I already have some." And with that, he patted this BIG wad of tokens in his front pocket so that it made this jingling noise.

I was like a big kid when I saw that! I was like, "WOW, Where'd you get that from?" My mouth and eyes were wide open and I was in awe. I thought someone had given him more tokens. Then he said, "My money."

That's when my eyes drooped and my jaw dropped. I was like, "WHAT? YOU USED ALL OF YOUR 20 BUCK ON TOKENS?!?"

He said, "Umm hmmm."

I went to Angel to tell him that and Angel said he saw Devyn at a corner table divvying up a huge pile of tokens amongst his friends. He just didn't know it was from his birthday money.

Not much we could do about it after that. I came home and Angel stayed with the kids so that they could all play the games. Angel was having a ball on Devyn's birthday token money.