Nite's bad day

When Nite woke up this morning, it was a day just like any other. She probably ate a little bit, used the litterbox, then went about her daily routine of playing and napping. She had no idea what was waiting for her.

Around 7:00PM, she was rudely awakened from a nap and thrown into her cat carrier. She and Buffy were then wisped off to the vet, which Nite knew is never going to be a good thing. While there she was poked with three needles (vaccines) and was "violated" as the vet took a stool sample. She had had enough at this point and bit the vet tech. They finished up by applying a topical flea treatment. She then got to go back into her carrier (which was a welcome place by this time) while they worked on her sister.

This whole time, poor Nite really had to pee. On the way home, she just couldn't hold it anymore and peed in her carrier. The poor cat had to lay in her own urine all the way home and up into the apartment. I hadn't noticed until she came out of the carrier and noticed that she was wet.

As if her day hadn't been bad enough, it only got worse. Because she was wet with pee, I had no choice but to give her a bath. Nite really didn't like this at all. Once we were done, I toweled her off a bit and threw her in the bathtub, where she is staying until she dries off.

Now, if you have never tried to give a cat a bath (which I hadn't), let me tell you how this went. I filled up the kitchen sink about a quarter of the way with lukewarm water. I grabbed Nite and forcefully dunked her in the water. She started thrashing around, doing anything she could to get away. But I had a good grip and started rinsing her in the sink. She was howling the whole time, but was pretty good about it and didn't bite me. Everything in the kitchen was soaked. She did seem to enjoy being toweled off, though :P

It was probably one of the funniest things I've done and laughed through the whole event.

Freak accidents

As usual, I've been listening to the radio, and I've heard quite a bit about the airplane that slid off the runway in Chicago and killed a kid. Now a bunch of activists are demanding that airports implement "buffer zones" so that something like this won't ever happen again. Ok, I know that it's unfortunate that this kid died and that this whole thing happened, but it was a freak accident. They happen. If you tried to act on every freak accident so that it never happens again, the world would just be insane!

Sorry for the lack of contact

It's been somewhat of an adjustment for me having Matt back home. I'm not used to having other things to occupy my time, so school, calling friends and family and posting here has suffered a bit. But as unexpectedly as he came home, Matt will be leaving for Colorado on Thursday night to be with his family. His mother is not doing well at all, and has asked that he come home to be with her in her final days (hopefully more).

I have been doing the only thing that I know to do for him, which is just being here for him. We have decided that I will stay home, as this is really a family thing anyway, and I would just feel like I was in the way. There are a lot of other excuses that I can list as to why I'm not going as well, but I'll just leave it at the fact that it was a joint decision. He'll be gone until the night of the 17th, and still plans to come back to Wisconsin for Christmas. This schedule is obviously pending anything that might happen in the meantime. Yeah, life sucks sometimes.