I finally got to spend a Saturday night sitting in the waiting room of an all night animal hospital. Hooray. It all started when Juan Pablo, the stray cat that comes to our house for dinner most nights, showed up with his abnormally large head, which is both comical and unsettling at the same time, swollen up on the right side from what looked to be bite marks. Juan likes to fight. Alot. He’s got notches missing from his ears and scars all over his head. And now here he was with his huge head having grown even larger. And to top it off, there was a stream of gross looking liquid running out of one of the holes.
We decide he needs to go to the hospital, even though he is eating and acting just fine. We drive for 45 minutes to the emergency animal hospital where Juan gets a thermometer jammed into his rear, then gets lightly sedated, has his wounds cleaned and drained, and an hour later we are back on the road to home. We have to lock him in our garage, which he doesn’t mind during the day but at night he takes offense to the situation and tries to claw his way through the door, leaving large chunks of weather strip dangling in his wake. It’s kind of hard to sleep through. And no matter what we put in front of the door to block him, he manages to go through, over, or around it.
Anyway, it all comes down to me getting 3 hours of sleep Sunday night. I was not happy. By the time morning arrived, Karen was asleep in the garage on a discarded piece of cardboard while our two indoor cats repeatedly woke me by trampling my face every time I was about to fall asleep.
I briefly entertained the notion of strangling three cats. I also entertained the notion of getting up and driving to work, but then visualized myself falling asleep and driving over a cliff. There’s no cliffs on the way to work, but I was tired so my hallucinations were not entirely accurate, but I don’t care.
Juan’s extra giant head has now subsided to it’s normal giantness and his wounds are looking good. In fact, they are looking downright funny because the vet shaved the side of his head in order to clean it. I don’t know if you have ever seen a cat with one side of it’s oversized head shaved clean, but it is freaking hilarious. Anyway, we still have to keep him at least one more night. I don’t know if my sanity is going to hold out, so this may be the last time you hear something other than nonsensical gibberish from me.
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