There is a daily procedure to be executed over at the parentals' house, that usually gets plenty of laughs, eye-rolls, head-shakes and OMGs! Well, at least from every single living human being except Leslie. Oh, and Aunt Annie.
I know I've talked about Maxie, the cat, before and how my mom won't let the dude die. He's like eleventy billion years old, but she puts so much effort into extending his lifespan. Day by day.
How does she do this, you ask? Putting gas in the cat. Or that's what Daddy calls it at least. His kidneys are malfunctioning, or is it his liver ... well whatever, something isn't working and if she puts fluids into him Every.Single.Day it can make him live two years longer. Now, I'm not talking putting some fluids in a bowl, I'm talking about an IV drip and a needle.
Sometimes she makes me assist her if I'm over there. She could give two flying shits that I am absolutely completely one-hundred-percent allergic to Maxie, I'll be damned if I don't help give him fluids.
"Lane, I know your eyes are swollen shut, you can't breath and your skin is in heinous hives, but this is Maxie's life we're talking about..."
This is no joke. She's all business with this life-saving procedure. Of course, when she was headed out of town this weekend, Maegan and I were left in charge of gassing the cat. Maegan had to hold and pet while I inserted the needle. Sick! Why Mark was excluded from helping is beyond me, but whatever. I had to come equipped with mask and gloves, to prevent the least bit of contact with that hairball! Unfortunately, no barrier is strong enough to keep those allergens away from me!!!
I know I've talked about Maxie, the cat, before and how my mom won't let the dude die. He's like eleventy billion years old, but she puts so much effort into extending his lifespan. Day by day.
How does she do this, you ask? Putting gas in the cat. Or that's what Daddy calls it at least. His kidneys are malfunctioning, or is it his liver ... well whatever, something isn't working and if she puts fluids into him Every.Single.Day it can make him live two years longer. Now, I'm not talking putting some fluids in a bowl, I'm talking about an IV drip and a needle.
Sometimes she makes me assist her if I'm over there. She could give two flying shits that I am absolutely completely one-hundred-percent allergic to Maxie, I'll be damned if I don't help give him fluids.
"Lane, I know your eyes are swollen shut, you can't breath and your skin is in heinous hives, but this is Maxie's life we're talking about..."
This is no joke. She's all business with this life-saving procedure. Of course, when she was headed out of town this weekend, Maegan and I were left in charge of gassing the cat. Maegan had to hold and pet while I inserted the needle. Sick! Why Mark was excluded from helping is beyond me, but whatever. I had to come equipped with mask and gloves, to prevent the least bit of contact with that hairball! Unfortunately, no barrier is strong enough to keep those allergens away from me!!!
Oh well, we got it done...kind of. We poured the rest out in the sink so my mom would think we did. {Leslie, I'm kidding. I really did stick him with the needle, there was blood to prove it.} Hopefully she was able to enjoy her time away without being too worried about her animals. Lord knows that they're bound to be okay with the novel she writes for instructions. She's actually gotten much better with this, and condensed it down to two pages. Usually, its a minimum of six. I'm NOT kidding!
Thankfully, dad's instructions are quick and to the point.
Have I ever told you that my dad strongly dislikes those cats?!?! He's just begging for the opportunity to shove a needle into that cat!
3 comments:
Is that my old pool table you are using for this? Alot of things have been done on that table but this is a first!Ewwwww!
Did you warm the bag of fluids in a pan of hot water for 15 or 20 minutes beforehand? It makes the procedure so much more comfortable.
Cats rule, dogs suck!
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