Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Where I Spent My Afternoon


Rosie at the vet. I will spare everyone the description of what happened to make us end up at the vet. The vet doesn't think anything is seriously wrong with her -- prescribed more wet food in her diet, gave her fluids and something to calm her stomach, found nothing on ultrasound and didn't want to do an x-ray unless she seemed worse. Cat is now whining for food, I am washing everything in my bedroom and behind on everything. :p


Younger son's brilliant suggestion: "Maybe she [the vet] could look at [older son]'s rash and give him a shot for it."

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