You know that saying about bad things happening in threes? Well, I really hope not. Life has been pretty stressful around here the past week, which is why things have been a little quieter than usual on the blog front. I guess I’m hunkered down a bit waiting for things to get better and hoping that’s all for now.
First, our kitty Zephyr got sick. She’d been picky about her food the last couple of weeks, then last week she stopped eating entirely. We brought her to the vet, and he did an expensive (as if there’s any other kind) battery of blood tests. The next day he called to let us know that Zef had fatty liver disease. She’s been on a regimen of medication, prescription food, and “assisted feeding” ever since. That’s a nice way of saying I have to basically force feed her with a syringe. (Side note: most cats don’t like this very much.)
Last weekend hubs emailed while I was at work to let me know that the cat’s skin was looking kind of yellow so he was taking her back to the vet. Our vet recommended keeping her for a couple of days in the animal hospital on an IV in the hopes that would turn things around and she’d start eating again. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case, so we brought her home on Tuesday to spend her last few days with her family in the comfort of her own home. So far she doesn’t seem to be in any pain, though she still won’t eat on her own. I don’t imagine it’ll be much longer though. I’ve had this cat for 14 years, and obviously the kids are really attached too. Losing our Zephyr is going to be hard for all of us.
On Wednesday we had a windstorm that blew over a 50 freaking foot willow tree into the neighbour’s yard and into the yard next to that. It took out a section of fence and flattened his shed, but it somehow missed all the houses and thankfully nobody was hurt. I’m incredibly grateful for that, but I’ve just discovered our home insurance will only cover a small portion of the tree removal costs. It’s a HUGE tree, and it won’t be cheap to cut up and haul away.
Obviously this is a really bad time to be getting giant vet and tree service bills, plus an insurance deductible. Not that there’s ever a good time, but right before Christmas is particularly unwelcome. So yeah, I’m pretty stressed out.
Universe, if you’re listening, I could really use a break right about now. How about you give us a pass on that third thing, just this once, m’kay?