Of kittypoo.
Mar. 26th, 2010 10:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Willow threw up a whole bunch more toxic waste this morning. The whole house smells like death and poop.
She ate about fifteen minutes after puking, as usual, acting all perky and fine.
Called the vet. They said after 3 days Willow's not likely to be able to poop on her own no matter what medication I give her, and that I needed to bring her in as soon as possible so that a doctor could see her.
Chris was very kind to take some time off work to give me a ride. We got there at about 8:20am, and were told that there was a doctor coming in at 10am but had appointments scheduled and would have to fit Willow's treatment (most likely an enema) whenever she could.
Chris bought us breakfast burritos at Bumblekiss and now I'm at werk, checking my phone every 5 seconds in between coding transactions and budget tracking.
Sigh.
I hate leaving her at the vet.
She ate about fifteen minutes after puking, as usual, acting all perky and fine.
Called the vet. They said after 3 days Willow's not likely to be able to poop on her own no matter what medication I give her, and that I needed to bring her in as soon as possible so that a doctor could see her.
Chris was very kind to take some time off work to give me a ride. We got there at about 8:20am, and were told that there was a doctor coming in at 10am but had appointments scheduled and would have to fit Willow's treatment (most likely an enema) whenever she could.
Chris bought us breakfast burritos at Bumblekiss and now I'm at werk, checking my phone every 5 seconds in between coding transactions and budget tracking.
Sigh.
I hate leaving her at the vet.