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strange duet
Saturday, December 29th, 2007 04:39 pmSo, we (my father and I) took the cat that pretty much single handedly made my childhood livable to the vet.
I had to take my dad for two reasons: a) I can't pay for this, unfortunately and b) I didn't want to drive to the ass-end of Iowa City alone in the snow.
Anyway, you may wish to skip this next part if you're in a delicate condition.
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Thank god, the vet comes back and says that he is making new red blood cells. Thank god. Thank GOD. They'd like to keep him overnight.My dad declines because he's a penny pinching ________. I start considering donating plasma as a viable work opportunity.
Long story very very short, after scaring the shit out of me and causing me to cry more in two hours than I have in the past 6 months, it turns out he's one tough motherfucker, who will, most likely, be fine. And my parents will have to give him 2 liquids and 1 pill daily, and wash him 3 times a day. SO THERE. HA.
I made a new icon in honor of the occasion.
I had to take my dad for two reasons: a) I can't pay for this, unfortunately and b) I didn't want to drive to the ass-end of Iowa City alone in the snow.
Anyway, you may wish to skip this next part if you're in a delicate condition.
( Read more... )
Thank god, the vet comes back and says that he is making new red blood cells. Thank god. Thank GOD. They'd like to keep him overnight.
Long story very very short, after scaring the shit out of me and causing me to cry more in two hours than I have in the past 6 months, it turns out he's one tough motherfucker, who will, most likely, be fine. And my parents will have to give him 2 liquids and 1 pill daily, and wash him 3 times a day. SO THERE. HA.
I made a new icon in honor of the occasion.
