This morning I had the fun task of watching the computer technician try and remove all the crap from my computer. Even ad-aware couldn't catch it all and it would crash every time he tried to run it. Over two hours later, he finally has it cleaned up. Of course then I got the lecture, be careful where you go on the net, blah, blah, blah. Yeah, I know.
Sunday, when my cat didn't wake me up at 6 am for his morning feeding, I started growing concerned. He'd been vomiting and I thought it was a reaction to the shots he got at his checkup Friday (another story in itself). When I realized Sunday he couldn't walk and he couldn't pee, I rushed him to the emergency clinic. He had to have a catheter inserted and the next morning and $620 later, we take him to our regular vet. This morning he's having his urethra removed. Hopefully he'll be home tonight or tomorrow night, poor little guy.
I feel guilty because he's really been an annoyance since having kids. I really thought I didn't care about him. But when the thought that he wouldn't make it crossed my mind, I realized I still hold him dear in my heart. And completely broke down. At the clinic, in the car, at home, at work. He's going to be okay. He has to.
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