cats

It was a productive weekend. I got lots accomplished on our staircase. It's just steps away from being done! Pun intended.
We hosted a delightful dinner with friends, Josh, Daniel, and Mary Jo Saturday night. Roasted chicken, garlic and herb mashed potatoes, a side of tomato and green beans, as well as salad. All so good. Em knows how to make a meal!
Had to laugh when I called MJ "hun" She is a sweet woman and joyfully pregnant. We are friends but, never shared any deep, dark secrets! Still, there is a sister like quality to her. I enjoy that.

Friday we hoped to have a relaxing night in. Taking.It.Easy. This was not to be as we had to take Smokey to the ER. He was being very lethargic, not eating, just not being himself at all! Then when you talk to a vet and they say "Get him to the ER in the next 24 hours or he may die." You have no choice.
People will pay LOTS of money for surgery, medicine, etc. for animals. I don't think it's reasonable but, I get it. They wanted to put Smoo in over night and the potential of surgery would have left us with a $5,000 bill. Not happening.

On the drive home Em was back and forth between tears. She was so scared for him. She said. "Wait until I'm a mother. I'll be nuts!" Probably. But, she will be the best kind of nut for sure. Her love and desire to care for is so genuine.
I stayed level headed during the vet visit, not wanting to be emotional. On the way home I realized, wow! I was so relieved that Smokey was OK. How if something was really wrong with him I'd have been pretty torn up. Further more, it's the fact that Em is so affected by it that it gets to me.
Ultimately it was an expensive trip that was not necessary.
We get home and runs to the kitchen, eats some food and is back to normal.
Little bastard!