OK, (and Sally you were the first person that I thought of...I know you understand) San Antonio has a HUGE stray animal problem. To the point that there were so many animals in the animal shelters that they've had to close them to new intakes twice so far this summer.
In my household now we have Darla (from the shelter in Alexandria, VA), Trouble, (the stray I found on my roof after a hail storm here in SA), Nicki (the diabetic who waltzed her pregnant self into the backyard and never left, also here in SA). Well I guess Trouble has been talking trash to all of the other kitties on the street because this morning in my front yard is a gorgeous long haired gray kitty, and a gorgeous jet black kitten. Then, as I'm taking Nikolai to day care, I spot this stray that I had seen yesterday. This cat is emaciated. So, I fed him, picked him up, put him in the car and now he's at the vet getting checked out for diseases and such.
So...as I'm calling Trouble to come in to get breakfast the kitten (who is wearing a flea collar so someone cares about him!) strolls right on in my house and starts hissing at the bigger kitties. They pretty much ignored him and went about their day. and then he crawled under the couch and apparently had no plans to leave. I managed to get him back outside and the grey kitty ran away but what the heck am I going to do with emaciated kitty? (who we all decided at the vet to name Handsome)
All I know is that I may not be a medical spouse much longer because my husband said if I added one more beating heart to the mix, he was out the door.
But seriously, what was I supposed to do? Let this cat starve to death in front of the day care? oh, and according to the vet, he has already been fixed! Who lets their cat get to this condition?
Oh boy....there's going to be an explosion in San Antonio and it's going to be my husband's head.
In my household now we have Darla (from the shelter in Alexandria, VA), Trouble, (the stray I found on my roof after a hail storm here in SA), Nicki (the diabetic who waltzed her pregnant self into the backyard and never left, also here in SA). Well I guess Trouble has been talking trash to all of the other kitties on the street because this morning in my front yard is a gorgeous long haired gray kitty, and a gorgeous jet black kitten. Then, as I'm taking Nikolai to day care, I spot this stray that I had seen yesterday. This cat is emaciated. So, I fed him, picked him up, put him in the car and now he's at the vet getting checked out for diseases and such.
So...as I'm calling Trouble to come in to get breakfast the kitten (who is wearing a flea collar so someone cares about him!) strolls right on in my house and starts hissing at the bigger kitties. They pretty much ignored him and went about their day. and then he crawled under the couch and apparently had no plans to leave. I managed to get him back outside and the grey kitty ran away but what the heck am I going to do with emaciated kitty? (who we all decided at the vet to name Handsome)
All I know is that I may not be a medical spouse much longer because my husband said if I added one more beating heart to the mix, he was out the door.
But seriously, what was I supposed to do? Let this cat starve to death in front of the day care? oh, and according to the vet, he has already been fixed! Who lets their cat get to this condition?
Oh boy....there's going to be an explosion in San Antonio and it's going to be my husband's head.
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