although i got brown to the vet for her shots friday she completely wigged out-hysterical doesn't begin to describe it -and i was certain she was going to hurt herself. the doctor thought she showed signs of hyperthyroidism so i was planning on bringing her in for blood work monday. i still wasn't certain when the kittens were coming, either sunday or monday, so i was waiting for that date to be set before i made the arrangements.
the torties are now in their 6th hour of hiding under my bed..but they're cute as all outdoors and think they'll come around. lord knows i never saw sylvia the first 2 years i knew her and her previous ' owner'.
brown had been acting odd all saturday but i assumed that was because of her vet trip- she was traumatized when i brought her home friday and her rump seemed to bother her where they injected her. she did begin to eat again and seemed a bit better although subdued by saturday night. sunday, after i got the kittens settled i fell asleep on the couch. brown's belabored breathing actually woke me up-it was so loud. i gave her some of persia's left over meds as her symptoms were just about the same and whisked her off in HAL.
so please give a thought to harriot brown. she might not be the friendliest of my cats and she certainly might be the oddest of them but she really is a sweetheart. she cuddled up to persia and kissed her right before she died and as you may know that's odd- animals usually avoid the dying of their own kind. she's my funky little torbie with the soul of a kitten. as for me, i think i'm going to collapse...
