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beansideWow, we made it to Friday! It's been a busy week. Not necessarily a good week, but busy.
To continue that trend, the phones again went batshit yesterday, and we ended up yanking people to do various tasks. I ended up doing the inbox as well as calling patients and trying to work with the schedules.
While I was doing that, Jess was working like a dervish in the hopes of getting Lizzy soon. And sure enough, her foster finally texted me, and we have a meeting set up for 9am tomorrow! Theoretically, it's a meet and greet. In reality, I'm about to catnap this girl. Unless she absolutely hates us, she's coming home. We did also get some supplies for the rescue--paper towels and some wet kitten food and churus.
Her foster was very complimentary about the little girl, telling me what a sweet little love she is, and how good she's being post spay. Not that her bio hadn't told us about how sweet she was already.
We've got a couple of more things coming today--a new litter box, a cat bed and a new hamper. The last one is because Cece liked to love against the cloth container it was in, and you can't really sterilize that.
Technically, we probably didn't need to do all that--the FELV virus only lives for 2-3 minutes outside the body, but we wanted to be 100% sure. Jess used the carpet steamer to clean the closet where she spent most oer her time, and also by the litter box. Then, in the evening, we cleaned under the bed and sterilized her bowls and plates.
Once the Amazon packages come, we'll have everything we need to bring Miss Lizzy home. Which is just in the nick of time, since we're going to be leaving at 7am to drive up to Hershey to get her.
I posted her petfinder pictures in one of the D&D servers, and they said with her pretty eyeliner, she looked like a beauty blogger.
I can't say they're wrong. She does take a really good picture.
Only 28.5 hours till we can meet her!
As Jess mentioned on Bluesky, I feel kind of bad moving on so quickly from Cece, but she reminded me how much I love having a cat in the house, and after her chill energy, I really don't want to be without. We weren't planning on getting a kitty so soon, but we were sadness scrolling, and found this little girl and fell in love. (Especially my sister, who actually sent me money towards her adoption fee.)
Once we get her, I'll schedule her an appointment with the new vet for a check up, and we'll be good. I want to meet her so much. I want to see if she has bunny fur, or if she's a little more coarse. I want to hear her meow. I want to touch her little paw pads. And I want to see this gentle spirit and (maybe) have a cuddle with her if she's willing.
I hope she likes her new home and her food and toys. Though she will have to wait on the toys for a bit until she's healed from her spay on Wednesday. Fortunately, they used liquid sutures, so she can't chew out any stitches. And her foster said she's doing really well with not licking them, so she may not need a cone of shame.
Today, more work, including the weekly bitchfest meeting. With the way the phones have been, and the clinic worker who removed a behavioral alert, it should be lively. Or, we'll all sit there like we're having collective PTSD. One of the two.
I'll be fine. I may have a bit of trauma from this week, but overall, I'm okay with it. Cece was incredibly stressful, and broke my heart at the end, but I'm not sorry to have known her. I'm fully at peace with the decision of letting her go before she started really suffering. I'm sure she was uncomfortable and didn't feel well, but she hadn't started having the really bad symptoms from either the lymphoma or the congestive heart failure, and we kept it from getting to that. It was 100% the right thing to do, and I'm glad we were able to be there for her. Her foster said that Cece waited until she found her forever home and was loved before she let herself show that she was sick. She waited to feel that love, and then she let go. I like the idea that she trusted us to take care of her.
I'm really looking forward to having that cat energy again. Boodle was kind of a ghost in those last few months, something I'm only seeing as I look back. She was hiding how she felt, but she was quieter and didn't come out as much. Her, I have some guilt over. I know the vet said she too was just uncomfortable, but not in pain, but I feel like I should have figured out something before we did.
All we can do is move forward and do better. I feel like Cece was a tiny bit of redemption for Boodle. We caught her discomfort quickly and got her help. And we're going to be so up Lizzy's shit. If she starts acting the slightest bit different, we'll be taking her to the vet right away.
I also got a thing that I saw Facebook. I was thinking about Cece and her labored breathing, and I was flipping out a bit that had she done that in the house, we couldn't have done anything for her. And then I saw an add for Pawprint Oxygen, and I kinda jumped at it. So now we have 45 minutes worth of oxygen and masks for either animal. I may get a slightly smaller mask for Yoda, but we could work with what we have. I hope never to need to use it, but I feel better having it in our bathroom cupboards. It arrived yesterday, so that's good.
Jess has a few boxes that they want to take out today, but otherwise, we're just waiting for the litter box and catbed to get everything ready. Her new carrier came yesterday. It's a very pretty royal purple soft sided carrier. Same type we'd gotten for Cece, just a different color.
Hopefully, the steamed carpet has dried, so we can put the bed in there. I wonder if she'll bother to use it?
Once all that's done, we shall settle in for our Brindlewood Bay game tonight--I'm sure that Jess and I will both be a bit scattered for it, but we'll try to focus.
Tomorrow, we have a game at 2pm. We're meeting Lizzy at 9, and Hershey is about 97 minutes, so that should get us back by 12pm. To be fair, I may not be at my finest for that game, either, but again, I'll try. I've got two hours to watch Lizzy and get to know her before game, and Jess'll be in there with her, so it'll be good. Then, after 5pm, I'll be back in to more Lizzy watching.
I'm hoping she's not too traumatized by the drive, and will let us pet her when we get home. Or, she can hide. Either is fine. We'll let her be our guide.
At least the weather is supposed to be not bad tomorrow for the drive. We're getting there a bit early because the rescue is having their grand opening for their new catio. You can pay $10 and go sit with the kitties for an hour. That opens at noon, so we'll be out of there before we get in anyone's way.
I want it to be tomorrow! Fridays are overrated. Lets skip to the good stuff.
Okay, to end it, one last picture of Lizzy, posing like the beauty influencer she's meant to be.
Everyone have an exceptional Friday!
To continue that trend, the phones again went batshit yesterday, and we ended up yanking people to do various tasks. I ended up doing the inbox as well as calling patients and trying to work with the schedules.
While I was doing that, Jess was working like a dervish in the hopes of getting Lizzy soon. And sure enough, her foster finally texted me, and we have a meeting set up for 9am tomorrow! Theoretically, it's a meet and greet. In reality, I'm about to catnap this girl. Unless she absolutely hates us, she's coming home. We did also get some supplies for the rescue--paper towels and some wet kitten food and churus.
Her foster was very complimentary about the little girl, telling me what a sweet little love she is, and how good she's being post spay. Not that her bio hadn't told us about how sweet she was already.
We've got a couple of more things coming today--a new litter box, a cat bed and a new hamper. The last one is because Cece liked to love against the cloth container it was in, and you can't really sterilize that.
Technically, we probably didn't need to do all that--the FELV virus only lives for 2-3 minutes outside the body, but we wanted to be 100% sure. Jess used the carpet steamer to clean the closet where she spent most oer her time, and also by the litter box. Then, in the evening, we cleaned under the bed and sterilized her bowls and plates.
Once the Amazon packages come, we'll have everything we need to bring Miss Lizzy home. Which is just in the nick of time, since we're going to be leaving at 7am to drive up to Hershey to get her.
I posted her petfinder pictures in one of the D&D servers, and they said with her pretty eyeliner, she looked like a beauty blogger.
I can't say they're wrong. She does take a really good picture.
Only 28.5 hours till we can meet her!
As Jess mentioned on Bluesky, I feel kind of bad moving on so quickly from Cece, but she reminded me how much I love having a cat in the house, and after her chill energy, I really don't want to be without. We weren't planning on getting a kitty so soon, but we were sadness scrolling, and found this little girl and fell in love. (Especially my sister, who actually sent me money towards her adoption fee.)
Once we get her, I'll schedule her an appointment with the new vet for a check up, and we'll be good. I want to meet her so much. I want to see if she has bunny fur, or if she's a little more coarse. I want to hear her meow. I want to touch her little paw pads. And I want to see this gentle spirit and (maybe) have a cuddle with her if she's willing.
I hope she likes her new home and her food and toys. Though she will have to wait on the toys for a bit until she's healed from her spay on Wednesday. Fortunately, they used liquid sutures, so she can't chew out any stitches. And her foster said she's doing really well with not licking them, so she may not need a cone of shame.
Today, more work, including the weekly bitchfest meeting. With the way the phones have been, and the clinic worker who removed a behavioral alert, it should be lively. Or, we'll all sit there like we're having collective PTSD. One of the two.
I'll be fine. I may have a bit of trauma from this week, but overall, I'm okay with it. Cece was incredibly stressful, and broke my heart at the end, but I'm not sorry to have known her. I'm fully at peace with the decision of letting her go before she started really suffering. I'm sure she was uncomfortable and didn't feel well, but she hadn't started having the really bad symptoms from either the lymphoma or the congestive heart failure, and we kept it from getting to that. It was 100% the right thing to do, and I'm glad we were able to be there for her. Her foster said that Cece waited until she found her forever home and was loved before she let herself show that she was sick. She waited to feel that love, and then she let go. I like the idea that she trusted us to take care of her.
I'm really looking forward to having that cat energy again. Boodle was kind of a ghost in those last few months, something I'm only seeing as I look back. She was hiding how she felt, but she was quieter and didn't come out as much. Her, I have some guilt over. I know the vet said she too was just uncomfortable, but not in pain, but I feel like I should have figured out something before we did.
All we can do is move forward and do better. I feel like Cece was a tiny bit of redemption for Boodle. We caught her discomfort quickly and got her help. And we're going to be so up Lizzy's shit. If she starts acting the slightest bit different, we'll be taking her to the vet right away.
I also got a thing that I saw Facebook. I was thinking about Cece and her labored breathing, and I was flipping out a bit that had she done that in the house, we couldn't have done anything for her. And then I saw an add for Pawprint Oxygen, and I kinda jumped at it. So now we have 45 minutes worth of oxygen and masks for either animal. I may get a slightly smaller mask for Yoda, but we could work with what we have. I hope never to need to use it, but I feel better having it in our bathroom cupboards. It arrived yesterday, so that's good.
Jess has a few boxes that they want to take out today, but otherwise, we're just waiting for the litter box and catbed to get everything ready. Her new carrier came yesterday. It's a very pretty royal purple soft sided carrier. Same type we'd gotten for Cece, just a different color.
Hopefully, the steamed carpet has dried, so we can put the bed in there. I wonder if she'll bother to use it?
Once all that's done, we shall settle in for our Brindlewood Bay game tonight--I'm sure that Jess and I will both be a bit scattered for it, but we'll try to focus.
Tomorrow, we have a game at 2pm. We're meeting Lizzy at 9, and Hershey is about 97 minutes, so that should get us back by 12pm. To be fair, I may not be at my finest for that game, either, but again, I'll try. I've got two hours to watch Lizzy and get to know her before game, and Jess'll be in there with her, so it'll be good. Then, after 5pm, I'll be back in to more Lizzy watching.
I'm hoping she's not too traumatized by the drive, and will let us pet her when we get home. Or, she can hide. Either is fine. We'll let her be our guide.
At least the weather is supposed to be not bad tomorrow for the drive. We're getting there a bit early because the rescue is having their grand opening for their new catio. You can pay $10 and go sit with the kitties for an hour. That opens at noon, so we'll be out of there before we get in anyone's way.
I want it to be tomorrow! Fridays are overrated. Lets skip to the good stuff.
Okay, to end it, one last picture of Lizzy, posing like the beauty influencer she's meant to be.
Everyone have an exceptional Friday!
