August 24th, 2010

The Real Mr. Z

my boy needs good thoughts

I'm a total wreck today.

I dropped Mr. Z off for his surgery and it killed me to leave him. He was so scared. It didn't help that there were 3 or 4 large dogs there, barking loudly, smelling intensely of Dog.

The Z was also very hungry and thirsty, having had his food taken away the night before and his water taken away this morning. The sad sounds he was making were causing me actual heart pains in my chest.

Assuming he does ok, I get to take him home this evening.

Everybody cross their fingers and send juju. It's rare for a cat this elderly to make it through something like this, but we're taking the gamble because he can't live with his mouth pain. Me, I can't bear for this to be the last time I see him.
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The Cat Gods have smiled on my boy

Mr. Z is out of surgery minus two teeth and is doing fine. I get to pick him up this afternoon, yay!

He is the oldest cat this veterinary practice has ever attempted to operate on, either successfully or unsuccessfully, so again yay for the outcome. He still has 48 hours before he's considered "out of the woods," however, I'm just happy I get to bring home a cat, and not a substitute for the parrot in the Monty Python sketch. Z has not joined the choir invisible so far (his loud and enthusiastic singing notwithstanding). He is drooling like a champ, apparently, but I don't care as long as he is still using verbs.
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