Monday, May 31, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
long live the king
Sue just sent me a a pic of a big candle shaped in the likes of a of a humongous penis from her Bunco party. I really don't know what she's trying to say with that pic but it's making me feel inferior right now. I should be there to video the action when they blow the flame out.
Rex is at the vet for the weekend. He was pissing on the carpets so we took him to the doctor to find out if he has a urinary infection but we found out he has hardcore diabetes. The term "hardcore" may make the juices flow a little bit from the previous paragraph but this is not the intention. We lingered a bit taking him to the doctor and we're not too proud of that. We had a couple options to deal with our sick cat. Sue wanted to snap his neck and have the kids believe he ran away but I was firmly against that. I offered that we get him euthanized in a humane manner but Eric wouldn't have it. The vet wouldn't oblige with that because the sickness is "treatable." So King Rex will live the remainder of his days receiving 2 shots of insulin a day. I just asked Eric if he missed Rexy and he flat-out said "no." Judging by the tears he cried yesterday when we told him that "we are sending Rex to a farm that takes care of sick cats until the end" I firmly believe he is full of shit.
This cat and his condition brought out the best and worst in us as a family. I wasn't too concerned with the economics but rather the time involved and the sacrifices that will have to be made for care. Rex is family. Enough said.
Rex is at the vet for the weekend. He was pissing on the carpets so we took him to the doctor to find out if he has a urinary infection but we found out he has hardcore diabetes. The term "hardcore" may make the juices flow a little bit from the previous paragraph but this is not the intention. We lingered a bit taking him to the doctor and we're not too proud of that. We had a couple options to deal with our sick cat. Sue wanted to snap his neck and have the kids believe he ran away but I was firmly against that. I offered that we get him euthanized in a humane manner but Eric wouldn't have it. The vet wouldn't oblige with that because the sickness is "treatable." So King Rex will live the remainder of his days receiving 2 shots of insulin a day. I just asked Eric if he missed Rexy and he flat-out said "no." Judging by the tears he cried yesterday when we told him that "we are sending Rex to a farm that takes care of sick cats until the end" I firmly believe he is full of shit.
This cat and his condition brought out the best and worst in us as a family. I wasn't too concerned with the economics but rather the time involved and the sacrifices that will have to be made for care. Rex is family. Enough said.
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